"They left the boutique with Paulette's mind in a whirl, and she did not notice Maktum supervising the loading of some parcels in the boot of the Roll.... They drove off and stopped outside a jewellers in the Faubourg St. Honoré. This also was miraculously open and she was fitted with a necklace, new earrings and, for the first time in her life, a small tiara. When she looked in the full length mirror she scarcely recognised herself. The gems sparkled so brightly that the thought crossed her mind. ." Of course," said the Maitre'D, who grabbed menus and guided us to a dark corner booth. Barely enough light lit the menu. The subdued candle in an amber glass cast a shifting, flickering light across Michelle's face, making it even lovelier. Her dark brown eyes seemed to glow. Was I getting too deep into my cover? Was it method acting? I was falling for this lovely woman.Most of the meal remained quiet with occasional murmurs. At first we commented on the richness and romance of the. We all sat in the living room and waited for Missy to come down. She was late - which was typical. Not her most endearing trait but one I was going to have to live with if I was planning on marrying her. I smiled, thinking of it as my first sacrifice of the marriage: I was no longer going to be on-time for everything.She was worth the wait. When she finally came down, she was wearing a yellow/gold satin thing that draped down her body. Missy had no figure but the dress actually took advantage. "God, so fucking hot." Listen to him darling. You’ve made him so hard. God!" he groaned, breathless too. "What your voice does to a man. He wants to fuck this sweet pussy of yours. He wants to get his cock inside this tight little cunt." He pulled his fingers out and teased my entrance. "But, whose pussy is it darling?" Oh, yours Daddy…always yours. Please Daddy. Don't stop. I need more. Please give me more."Without warning, Daddy slapped my ass. "Keep begging baby girl. You know what I like. I.