"The admiral cleared his throat, "why not take a transport or flyer?"I turned as a constable approached, "because my place is beyond the turn around r...nge of a transport and out of range of a flyer."The constable stopped and glanced at the men and girls before looking at me, "Terry Michael O'Henry?"I nodded and he looked me over, "Paul Clint has been released from prison. He has spread the word he was going to kill those responsible for the death of his father and brothers."I shrugged but he. "To a beautiful woman among beautiful women," he said smiling."And to another beautiful woman as well," added Andre lifting his glass to his mother who smiled then rose from the table. Starting to her bedroom, she leaned over and whispered in the count's ear, "I hope I won't be kept waiting long." That you shall not," he whispered back.Her smile broadened, she bade them all good night and climbed the staircase."Perhaps I too shall retire for the night, ' said Wilhelm, excusing himself and. I couldn’t be mad. Before we drifted to dreams, I was hoping he would take in the night. I quickly hardened and pulsed a pool of precum on my stomach.“You’re behind the wheel, Sean,” I said and lay back. “Oh, yeah, that’s nice,” I said, enjoying the familiar warmth of a man’s mouth on my cock. I closed my eyes and actually saw the words, “You’re behind the wheel,” float like cirrus in my mind. Caressing Sean’s head, I brought us to a rhythm that held off my orgasm. “I want you to fuck me,. ‘Ben!’ Called the Corporal, a short, lean man with a cruel streak a mile wide. ‘Coming Sir!’ Ben called back, collaring Peaches, attaching her lead and leading her, barefoot, naked and bound, down the corridor. She was to spend the next few days naked, on display in the Pirnce’s audience room, as the whip marks faded; he had been a bit enthusiastic in his use, as the troopers agreed as they washed her. She would be back for a while!By the third day, Peaches thought she would lose what was.