“Need help, Matheson?”A cold chill shot through me. I buried into Georgia’s asshole as I looked over my shoulder to see my patrol sergeant, Lesl...e László, walking up to me. But instead of any form of outrage or shock, the sturdy Hungarian just nodded to me. It was like me fucking Georgia’s asshole was routine.Because, to him, it was.“I got it well in hand, Sarge,” I said, pulling back my hips and shivering in delight at the grip of her bowels.“Good, good,” Sergent László nodded, folding his. “Ange, I told you so.” I grinned.She grinned back. “I’m glad you were right.”Roger motioned toward the door. “It’s time we were leaving.”We came outside and Captain Maes was waiting to give me his arm. I smiled at him. “I’m an engaged woman now. I want to walk with my fiance. Thank you.”The three of us walked down the hall. I held Jam’s hand. When we came to the door, the Captain opened it and stepped inside. He announced, “Their Graces, the Duchess and Duke of Meuse, Joycelyn and James.” We. But ... nothing.The inside door opened.Cassie jumped up. She was dressed in everyday go to work work-clothes. She looked at her desk calendar and shook her head."John ... you weren't supposed to come here for 14 more days. Why are you here?" I had a little experiment and it didn't work." He looked at the ceiling."Hi." Hello yourself," said the ceiling. "Nice hiking stick. I see you still have a watch."Sam, the healing chamber shouted from behind his door, "Hi, John." Hello, Sam."Cassie said,. . she indicated that I should follow her into Dad's study. She extracted a large, sealed brown envelope from the desk that dominated the room, and handed it to me."If you want, you can open it here," she said. "I'll leave, so you can have some privacy. Take as long as you need." With that, Pearl turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.I sat in Dad's office chair, and opened the envelope. Inside I found another envelope, also sealed, and a letter. I started to read.Dearest Carol:I.