“Is there anyone to speak on behalf of the candidate?” Charles called out loudly.The Captain of the Palace Guard came forward and answered. “I w...sh to speak for the candidate, the Earl’s man, on behalf of the deceased Earl of Lancaster.” The King nodded and he continued.“The written words of the Earl are thus: ‘I wish to introduce Master Michael James Miller, son of John James Miller, the Captain of my troops. You will be hard-pressed to find anyone more honest, loyal, caring of others, or. This is Sandy. We're finally set up. Would you like to come to dinner tonight at my apartment in the village?... Yes. Yes. We'll expect you at about... excuse me Paul... Elton you son-of-a-bitch." Sandy reached forward and grabbed Elton by the balls. She felt them through his pants and underwear and with a hard tug, she pulled him closer to her. She motioned Elton to silence and commanded, "Drop your pants, bastard!"Sandy heard Paul say, "Gee, Sandy. It sounds like you're going to have a real. It was ten o'clock on Friday night and he was not ready for sleep; not even close.His lips came to me, kissing and touching me. I groaned in a way that could not possibly be mistaken for excitement. Turning toward him, I tried to get him onto his back so I could stroke him off and put an end to this before it started.Instead, he rolled me back, ending up on top of me. I pushed against his chest and said "no". He let out a breath - sounding like a truck releasing its air brakes - and rolled over. ‘A traitor? What’s going on, Tommy? Sit down and tell me how I can help you.’ Tom introduced Charles to Gary as they sat in the chairs in front of his desk. Then Tom explained their investigation to his old friend. Charles watched Butler intently. I don’t like it… This man is hiding something… Oh, fuck… Gary Butler sat back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest with his left hand on his mouth and chin after he’d heard the whole story. ‘Damn, Tommy… I would never have thought Major.