The Dark Queen was supposed to be chaotic and hedonistic, engaging in self-destructive revelry because she was indestructible. Now she was as calculat...ng as Zander, and I knew I was not the answer to her equations. “Why have they not sent an emissary?” Yavara asked, “Surely they’d want to open communications.”“Peter Shordian is an old-school tactician.” I said, “He has the high ground, and he wants you to know it. An emissary will arrive, but only at his time.” “All this military posturing is. I look down at my foot and realized it was a nail, sticking out from the bottom of my, brown work boot. I quickly sat on the pavement of the driveway and studied it. What the fuck, I yelled while staring at my wound with the nail still in it, I have a fucking nail in my foot, Ally. I saw Ally run to me out the front door with a cardboard box in her hands up to her chest and as soon as she got to me she dropped the box, exposing her cleavage left from her breasts as they were smashed together. "Why didn't you tell us you were coming home tonight? You must have told Kelley. She's called twice to see if you arrived yet." How was your European trip?" I asked, ignoring her assertion that I regarded Kelley more important than her and Mr. Oldham.She watched me dry my face and hair. "Ask John about the trip. He recorded every hotel we stayed in, every cathedral, every plaza, every fountain, every museum we toured and every building he wants to duplicate." You sound like you resent competing. The feeling of my orgasm triggers your own and I feel your pussy squeezing and clamping down on me. When we have both come down from our mutual orgasm, I slowly withdraw from you.You turn over onto your back and slowly open and close your legs.A large dribble of my cum slowly pours out of you and runs down the crack of your ass. What a sexy sight!I climb up and lay next you, and you move close to me, putting your head on my chest. I lightly stroke your hair with one hand, your arm with my.