I couldn’t help but compare her ample, proud assets with my own smaller breasts. I had always wished that I’d been better endowed, and there was n... way I could possibly compete with such a gorgeous creature as this, but then I’d never go the extremes of flaunting myself in the way that this girl was. I was shocked and surprised that she was not completely embarrassed and humiliated to be standing bound and gagged and so, oh so, exposed, out here in the open of the small paddock surrounded by. Mother popped in at that moment. "I'm not interrupting anything am I? She tried to laugh when she saw the apology for an omelette. "It still hurts when I laugh," she said. I tried not to look at her face but couldn't help myself."Bin it Louise. Would you like to stay for lunch?" he asked Mum, "Take pot luck, Louise is going to try and make us another omelette." I'll make you one," mother offered but Eric insisted I learn to do it. Under their instructions the omelette turned out successfully.. ’ ‘But I was going to go with Barry on Saturday night…’ she countered hesitantly. ‘No chance! Listen. I know about these things. You might well be sore on Saturday, and that would ruin things for you. I need to be with you from Friday to Sunday. By the time I finish with you on Sunday evening, you will not only be healed, but you will have a certain expertise. So that’s my condition for doing this.’ She seemed impressed. She thought for a moment. ‘OK,’ she said. I smiled inwardly. I was now. She had chafed under her childless state, and had sometimes vented her frustration on her sister-wives and even the King himself. Most of all, especially in their younger years, she had taken out her frustration on Javila and her sons.Javila was not in attendance. Although she was the King's favourite, she was a slave when all was told and she had no place at a royal burial. Macro assumed that she was watching the ceremony anyway from one of the walkways in the ceiling of the Temple.The Deacon.