He had promised that he would be home for his son’s birthday, and he was not looking forward to the phone call he had to make to his wife telling he... it wasn’t going to happen. The train had been held in Jacksonville for over 12 hours now, and he was hearing that the train wouldn’t be moving until Hurricane Opal left the Pensacola area. He was thinking about asking the conductor if he could go in the station and make a call to his wife.He was particularly pissed that the train wasn’t expected. She was wearing a stunning black skirt suit and crisp white ruffled blouse. Her jet black hair was tied prettily back into a pony tail just like mine and held there with a very large black satin bow that had two wide streamers dangling daintily down. She looked very imposing but also extremely attractive."Please sit down Andrea, my name is Helen Young and thanks for coming. May I say you look gorgeous, especially your pretty hairstyle. As you can see I like to put mine in a similar way, makes. "This spy, who is she?" Jorgarn asked."I can't tell you," Leyota replied."Cannot or will not?" Jorgarn clarified."Fine; I will not!" Leyota answered. "She is a woman I befriended while you were at war. She found herself on hard times and I helped. Now she is employed as a nanny in Denae's household. She is privy to much and she sends what she knows to me." And you trust her?" Jorgarn wondered. "Do you not think she might be swayed by the prospect of becoming surrogate mother to a King?"Leyota. ’ you laughed. You squirted a generous portion of whip cream on top of your chocolate covered fingers and placed them at my lips. ‘Suck every last drop of the sweets from my fingers.’ you cooed. ‘Lick my fingers clean!’ I took both your fingers in my mouth, holding your hand with both of mine and slowly began to lick the sugary treats from your fingers. Your lips parted and your tongue extended as if it were you licking the tasty fingers yourself. You purred and moaned as if it was your nipples.