When she turns to the paperwork I practically tear the phone from her hands and with fumbling, trembling fingers type in the message I’ve composed, ...nd reviewed, and recomposed, and reviewed again as I waited, simple though it is.“Good evening, Madam. This is my new number. David.”Her reply comes quickly. One word.“Noted.”Noted. No Thank you. No sign of approval. Even so, with a sigh of relief I turn back to the girl. She eyes me curiously, a faint smile on her lips.“That must have been an. ” I did my best to ignore her but I knew there was some truth to her words. When the bus finally came I was re-cuffed, this time they put my hands in front of me. It was an hour drive to the prison and I used that time to figure out what I would do. I had never even entertained the thought of being with another woman before. There was only one prison in Alabama, Julia Tutwiler Prison for Women. I thought it funny that I shared the same first name as my prison. The next hour was spent in. The warning of theimpending attack had hopefully given the surrounding villagers enoughtime to reach the safety of the castle. If not then he would buy themthat time.?Sergeant Owen, has everyone made it safely into the castle??The sergeant, a grizzly old veteran of the wars of succession that tookplace twenty years ago, looked up as the lord?s son approached. For thebetter half of the morning, he had been gathering men from differentvillages together for the defense of the castle and the. “Love that don’t you slut” he mumbled as his thrusting pushed me further into his wife’s delicious pussy. They both came within a minute of each other.Fred pulled his cock out of my arse and gave me a slap. Stella was all smiles. “I wonder how Bill loves fucking your wife” she said “I know I like that. Why don’t we go and see”. The three of us walked into the lounge to see Susan on her back, legs in the air and Bill giving her a good seeing too. Susan had her eyes closed and making groaning.