She spied me, wearing my masked marauder outfit and quickly cozied up next to me as I stood by the bar.“Hey!” Donna called out, “Have you been i... the haunted house?”I chuckled.“Not yet,” I replied, “Is this an invite?”Donna laughed, as she looped her arm under my arm.“It could be, but first, you have to take the new girl through before me,” Donna said as she glanced over at a nearby table full of co-workers.“OK,” I replied. “But I’m saving myself for you.”“You don’t have to do that,” Donna. Once upon a time he would have found it cute but today he was still annoyed with her. He laid down next to her and fell asleep almost instantly.Neither one of them woke until the birds were chirping outside. Marcus sat up and finally got a good look at his girlfriend. As she had no sleepwear here she had just gone through the trouble of removing her pants and bra. Giggling he slid his hand in-between her legs and caressed her inner thigh. “Stop it,” she groaned while rolling over.“Don’t tell me. Traumatized by all that I had witnessed, I staggered out of my hiding place, and picked up the instrument of my mother's demise. As I stood with my back to the door, I turned the bloody weapon over and over in my hands."What have we here? Come here, girl!" the evil man that had killed my mother ordered as he entered our tent.I suddenly became calm, but filled with a fury well beyond my years. I put both of my tiny hands firmly on the grip of the dagger and waited...When the man angrily turned. The cups were returned to saucers and placed gently on the table top. They relaxed back into the surprisingly comfortable delicate chairs."I wonder how much of my Kingdom's affairs are conducted by pillow talk," began the Queen, "particularly when my First Lord of the Admiralty, incidentally married to my only Admiral of the Fleet, asks for an informal audience about a possible operation of war. Those are matters which are handled by my Admiralty. So I suspect it is convoluted and nobody wants.