"Okay, I see now. You're a stripper and a car thief. Is that it?" No. No. This is my boyfriend's car. He's out in, um, New Mexico, I think."The office... nodded slowly. "And what's he doing there, exactly?" He's solving a crime. A big crime. Something about inter-galactic space criminals, I think." Really? He must find that terribly difficult in his present condition."Giselle thought to herself, "I should say so. I don't know if I could stop a two-bit car thief looking like this." I don't think. I love serving her.She had become more vocal in telling me about her dates. And I loved hearing about it. She loved his assertive kisses and said that she felt so good with him sexually. She was getting more adventurous. In a way it turned me on so much to hear about him and how he made her feel.She wanted to dress me up for her friends to see if they noticed. This seemed very safe to me and I was excited to go along with it. We decided on white short shorts, flowered halter cropped top, tall. I agree&hellip, to an extent. But I could never happily remove a father from a household. Least of all, one with a son. He walked back over to Gabriel and stood in front of him. What is your name, my boy? Gabriel slowly looked into the kings eyes, again surprised at how exquisite they were. G-G-Gabriel&hellip, Your Grace. The king smiled then, his handsome face almost other worldly. Gabriel. He said his name as if weighing it. You are quite lovely, Gabriel. Such a beautiful face&hellip, Pretty. I took the upholstered chair opposite the couch so we were facing each other. Had we not been talking about business I would have shared the couch with her, and some personal contact sport might have followed."OK," Audrey started, "tell me what's bothering you."I looked at my wife, her dark, wavy hair and green eyes twinkling as they always did when she knew that she would be presented with a difficult problem. Her light complexion always accentuated her lips, and somehow in the light there in.