She should be sitting on a throne rather than an old worn vinyl sofa he thought. But she DID ask how she could please him. And he had an idea…He kne...t down in front of her. He spread her legs and moved between her open thighs. "W-what are you doing, my lord?" she asked uncertainly.He didn't answer her question with words, only with actions. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to the front edge of the sofa and leaned her back. Then he got down between her legs and with a hand at each side of her. As soon as I saw him, I found myself thinkingabout my uncle’s German Shepard. They certainly didn’ttake very good care of the dog. They gave him virtuallyno supervision, and let him roam the neighborhood. They even kept him outdoors during the night. So heoften wandered into our yard on his own. Also, my kidsloved playing with him, so he was over at our housequite often. I found myself staring at his cock, andthinking about it. Finally, I decided to at least touch it. One day,. Johnston, United States Marine Corps, retired.’ A tall, distinguished-looking man in a well-tailored tuxedo entered from the opposite side of the stage and strode to the microphone to a round of applause which lasted a bit longer than that for the conductor. The only sign of his service was a small gold pin in his lapel, which Amy recognized even at that distance to be the globe and anchor of the Corps. ‘Here we go,’ whispered Geoff ruefully. Amy squeezed his arm in encouragement. ‘Ladies. I hope you like it. It will be just a few minutes.”I reached up and put my finger on my carotid artery. Yep, not dead but I think I entered a Twilight Zone episode so I had better tread lightly.I washed my hands and took my place at the table waiting for ... whatever it was that was happening. Rachel carried in several dishes and I had to admit it did smell good. At one time she actually was a good cook. But over the years her cooking went away along with her pleasant demeanor.Rachel sat down.