She was confused and a bit outraged atthe same time when it came to how to treat me. Needless to say, I didn'tget either the purse or dress for my bir...hday. What I did get was a deepdisappointing feeling and a wonder if my mother loved me or secretlyhated me for who I really was. Dad didn't help any with those feelings.Every time he called me his big guy when I wanted to be his sweetprincess or hear him complain about not taking my shirt off at thebeach, I wanted to cut my throat open. I could. Dev wondered how long it would take the queen to make a decision on what the king sent her. It had been days now, and still there was no word. Dev sought out his grandfather for information.Dev caught up to him in the stables as Rufio and the prince were getting ready to go fly some falcons."Grandfather, could you ask your friend how much longer it will take the queen to make a decision? I want to get started back to Taslon as soon as possible," Dev stated.His grandfather looked at him closely. An excruciating pain and a few drops of blood already dripping down his leg reminded him that he needed his mind on other things.Shareth noted with satisfaction that Luxor's eyes were wide open of their own accord and probably nothing could make him close them now. She watched as his nipples darkened slightly. This game of arousal and pain and more arousal could go on for hours and hours and she loved it.She moved closer to the prisoner. She stroked the palm of her hand upwards over her right. I had her in my arms and my hands were in the small of the girl's back, pressing against the satin of her dress and more, bringing her hips to mine and I understood that she had to be feeling the excitement in my loins. My cock was hard, pressing outward and I was moving it against her, not deliberately, but necessarily and a girl like that, she would forgive me. I hoped."So what is you do these days, Thomas?" she asked, stroking the back of my neck lightly with her nails. "When you're not.