All too quickly for my grandmother to make it out alive. My grandpa was homeless and heart broken. After the funeral he tried to stay with my parents,...but that quickly got old for them. Not that my folks kicked him out, but they suggested that he come stay with me for a little bit. Grandpa and I got along pretty well, even though I thought he was a prude of an older gent.I’m 30 year old guy, been single with a couple of failed relationships over the years and I had come to the retailization. “What do you mean, removed?”“What is the local penalty for treason?”I had said the unmentionable word. Hamsa’s face paled.“Treason? We are trying to get King Vishaladeva to rule alone, not commit treason.”“And in trying, you imprison him?”“He’s at your encampment, with Queen Serena. How can he be imprisoned?”“King Vishaladeva is NOT at the encampment. He is held somewhere in this palace, by Lord Mohan, or perhaps by Lady Sadhna, and has been for many days.”“But we saw him, beside Queen. "Hey, hey," I soothed, taking into my arms and for not the first time I found that she was no longer that scrawny thing I once remembered."Don't you worry about Slater," I said, "I can handle him."Well I knew I could never take on Slater and win for he was the biggest bully in the whole school but I knew one thing I could hurt him before he flattens me."It's not just that," she sobbed, "I have these feelings that scare me."Well nothing new in that, I thought."It's like some part of me wants to. “Yes, Master!”“Good.”Mateo was not done playing with his poorly behaved sex-toy. He used both of his hands to roughly explore the body he had so delicately traced and explored moments before. He squeezed Elisa's breasts in his hands before kneading her ass. He intended to leave little love marks and bruises in his wake. Sometimes, Elisa whimpered at his touch, but most of the time, she took it silently. Mateo moved behind Elisa and pushed her legs wider apart so he could get a better glimpse of.