His letters were quite positive about how much he loved me and wanted me for his wife. He said he was doing everything possible to get back to England... but his commanders were unwilling to reassign him due to the shortage of doctors there. His cards and letters eventually became less frequent. One of the last ones was the most noteworthy. I will never forget its words:“November 5, 1935My Dearest, Sweet Ellie:As each day passes that we are no longer together, my heart grows fonder, yet sadder.. I don’t want to see you punished, but I am afraid your friend is in for a lot of trouble. I’m glad I was assigned to you.’ I turned and whispered back, ‘I’m glad you were assigned to me, too.’ She blushed like a schoolgirl as we entered a large room festooned with what looked like tapestries. There were skylights and windows that were open to the weather. I saw the Queen seated on a large chair that was raised at least a foot above the floor. I walked forward slowly and kneeled, placing my face. That's why the weekends have always been strange for me. Saturdays I purely love as I unwind and chill but Sundays I dread because of trying to get ready to go back to the office on Monday. Hell of a life isn't it, or at least wasn't it? Because Maria changed all of that.Maria was thinking ahead to the next week as well and knew we still had stuff to do to get ready. Breakfast was different. After dressing Maria decided to cook breakfast. First she had to put away all of the stuff we hadn't the. Now let's see if your pussy does too.” Pulling the dildo from Debbie’s mouth, Angie pulled her to her feet and then bent her over the bed. Angie shoved the dildo into Debbies pussy and wasted no time slamming it to the hilt of the strap on. Debbie let out a loud moan as she felt the end bury itself deep inside her. She had never had a dick this size in her, but the feeling it gave her was awesome. With her head pulled back she met every thrust, Her pussy began to drip.”MMM fuck me harder.