Ginger Hamilton-Northleigh, the Duchess of Ridgeley, although beautiful, was in very fragile health and had been pregnant, the last Heather heard. ‘...here is your wife, sir?’ Cameron’s features hardened. ‘She has run off with her lover — that joke of a French count. The father of the baby I had thought was mine.’ Heather was sorry she had asked. ‘I am sorry, sir. I did not know. Forgive me for asking.’ He smiled again. ‘I think you know why I asked you to dance, Heather.’ ‘No, I’m sure I don’t,. I had been keeping a close eye on the investments that my new stockbroker had been investing in for the new company, he had been doing well, and I had given him a few suggestions, but had mainly just left him to it.The accountant had been doing well with the profits, spending the money in many good causes for the local community. The company had been getting good recognition for the good deeds they were involved in, the school had benefited from the booster club contributions that they had been. A person isalways what they say they are, even if not who." But..." Lonna's eyes flicked back and forth between Talith and David,before finally coming to center on the confused and scared look inDavid's eyes. "...Fine. If you say you're a guy, you're a guy," shemuttered, deciding to stare at the ground, instead. "But you're stillthe heroine." Lonna..." The anger was gone from Talith's voice. Instead, the laspisounded almost tired, for some reason. "Why would the heroine be calledthe heroine if. Greg managed to swallow most of my sticky mess, as I released his head, Greg letting most of me slide from his mouth, holding my knob between his lips and sucking the last drips from me.With my cock spent and Greg's mouth coated with my cum, Greg moved from between my legs and beside me on the bed. As he lay down, I said that was the best head job I had ever gotten bar none, and couldn't believe he was so good. Greg said he was glad he did a good job before bringing his lips to meet mine..