And like a good horse team, the land responded to Menelaos' guidance. And so the stage was set when Prince Alexandros of Illios came to visit.Prince A...exandros was an older, rough-hewn man, square of face and body. He had a faint tracery of scars on his arms, and thick calluses on his hands that spoke of more familiarity with spear and shield than with plow and tiller. His beard, brown with flecks of gray, showed a line of white across his cheek from an old scar. His cape had been thrown back. I was getting my jacket from the rear, when I pushed the bag even farther under the seat. The jacket I was supposed to have been wearing all along, I might add. The blonde cop I discovered, once I had time to give her a second thought, was almost as tall as me. That put her, a hair under my hair, under six feet. The vest, I noted with some kind of kinky satisfaction, fit her much tighter at the top, than the bottom. I also noted that her hair was a bit stringy. It might not have been washed. Don't become distracted" she says with a laugh in her voice.I try to concentrate but it was very difficult. She steps around the desk and sits in the visitor's chair. She slowly slides her leather skirt up and I notice she is not wearing any underwear. How come she doesn't have to wear anything yet I am over here in these painful things. But decide to keep this thought to myself.She moves her hand down and slowly massages her pussy. She starts to rub the lips and then slides her finger in. " I told her as I gathered her into my arms.Two weeks later, I saw the letter on the end table beside my recliner. The return address label said Steve and Pamela Harmon and I was surprised from finding out that Pam had married. I left it where it lay and went to find Mel. She was in our bedroom and I could see anxiety on her face."What's wrong, baby? Nothing bad is going to happen as long as you tell me everything even if you think it'll make me mad, okay?" I told her as I held my arms open for.