"I'm going to the park with Angela," Marissa explained."You already spend enough time with Angela. You hung out with her last Saturday all day and jus... yesterday didn't you two go to the movies?" Olivia asked sternly.Marissa pouted. "So what?"Olivia put her brush down and frowned at her daughter. "So what? Well first of all don't sass me and second of all, you need to spend a little more time here at home. All you ever want to do is go out. This is your senior year and I expect nothing but good. David didn't mind filling in as he had many times before. But Gretchen was still the virgin her straight boyfriend thought she was.It had been diverting. Travel was always pleasurable. They made sure to stop and see some scenery along the way. Jaunting their way across the width of the country and down the Columbia River to Portland. Yes, it had been amusing. And there was plenty of the best cock sucking David had ever had. Now what?The day they arrived in Portland they went to the historic. I had texted him during the day that I planned on giving him a special night, because I wanted him anticipating our night, and thinking about it all day. I know I was. That night when we finally headed into the bedroom, I asked him to take his clothes off and lay on the bed. I really wanted him to just relax and enjoy what I would be doing to him, so I told him to keep his hands on the bed frame. I dropped my robe to the floor, and climbed on the bed next to him. I started out just gently. Taking the princess was a bold move and it would certainly move Wenland along the path to war with the Empire – but it was almost too brazen. There were probably a thousand far less difficult ways to manipulate Wenland into war; taking the princess seemed overly complicated. After all, one cunt was much the same as any other.His was not to question, however. His was to listen and obey. If his master wanted the girl, then he’d have the girl. Even if it meant destroying the whole town to get.