I showered, shaved and towelled myself down. I was in a kind of limbo, where would this go?I knocked on her door, she laughed and told me to come in s... head round the door first I shuffled in to her room.“Don’t be coy, come in”Quite simply I was breathless at the sight of Aunty Bev. She stood at her dresser wearing a white combination of bra, panties and suspenders with cream shiny stockings and cream sling back heels and wrapped around her was a diaphanous kaftan like robe. Despite having a. I grabbed a handful of her hair and, holding her head still, silenced her begging with the tape over her mouth."Now," I announced once I had her silent undivided attention, "I have to examine you to see if you have any injuries." I really could not understand the look of terror in her eyes, I was just trying to help her. When I felt her body she jerked at the restraints and tried to move her body away from my hands. Since she refused to believe that I was only interested in taking care of her I. Is that creep really interested in lyrics or is he there only for his damn pussy hunting? Be careful with that horny creep."Sarah didn't look happy, not at all and my sour comments about Felixsen didn't cheer her up. But before she could think of something to reply, her cell phone began to ring. I took her by surprise, grabbed the phone from her hand when she took it up from her purse and replied, "Norrman."A male voice said, "I want speak to Sarah. It is important." I would like to know who. Almost instantly, the large double doors to her chambers swung inward and an attendant entered. Like the Queen, the woman was powerfully built, with dusky skin and long brown hair. She was barefoot, and wore a flowing white robe cinched at her waist with a gold braid. The fabric was sheer, the servant’s small breasts, dark areolae and pointed nipples clearly visible. She rushed to the bedside and dropped to one knee, both palms flat on the tiles before her and head bowed.“What is your desire,.