"Hey cutie pie." said Dee."I wondered when you'd call." said Cathy's surprisingly chipper voice."It's early, but I needed to talk to you." said Dee."S... how's it going?" asked her sister. "They got there OK?" Yes, and we spent all day working yesterday. They've been a big help." Is my husband behaving himself?" asked Cathy, a hint of something like amusement in her voice."He's trying" said Dee. "But I'm having a hard time behaving MYself." she confessed."I figured maybe that might happen." said. ‘Is my Lady asleep?’ she was asked. ‘She is well comforted and sleeping, girl,’ Lydia instructed, closing the door,’ Now go find your bed and rest.’ The girl turned toward the steps and disappeared into the darkness. ‘Come then, Annalette.’ Lydia spoke quietly to the girl who remained and she began leading Annalette to the steps that led down from Cecelia’s solar. Had she noticed something different in her handmaiden’s demeanor? With each step Lydia trembled. Her knees buckled. Cecelia’s words. . murder. It’ll blow-up state politics because he’s so powerful, and even put a dent in national politics because his party was going to put him up for a gubernatorial run.”Bob looked suitably shocked, “And what’s the issue? You don’t want to report it? What?”Willow said in a hushed tone, “One of my sources, a man named John Ayn, showed up dead yesterday. I have a friend at the morgue. I talked to him when I learned what had happened. He assured me it was murder made to look like suicide. The. .Dani I was lost with desire, dressed as a slut, a sissy slut. on my knees in a hotel room sharing the cock of a man named David who I had just met minutes earlier, sharing it with a young blonde woman who’s name I still did not know. Sucking his cock and licking his balls. Our tongues touching and sharing sensual kisses, all the while Derek, who’s personal slut I was quickly becoming, videoed. "Thats it Dani. Suck his cock," Derek said to me. "Oh what a sissy you are. What a slut. You really.