From the ground floor, and the gallery across from it, the concealed area appeared to be part of the rest. But it was accessible only to the royal fam...ly and those they entrusted with their innermost sanctum- and it was here that Colette observed the meeting between Adeline and the King, just far enough back from the railing to be hidden in the shadows.Colette’s mouth was pressed into a tight line as she glared at the witch’s back. Colette had served the king personally since she was twelve,. My chores are done, what can I do to help?” I asked as sweetly as I could.She flashed me a bright smile, and crooked her finger at me. I came closer, and she gave me a sweet kiss. She then promptly handed me a knife, and told me to start chopping.I continued to chop, stir, and follow all her directions. We prepared part of the meal, together. The house help was also busily following her directions; as she herded the group, and the meal, to perfection.I got caught up in the whirlwind of. Why she didn't become pregnant that night was a continuing mystery to her. Reggie fucked her like the sexual a****l that she was. Marilyn knew from her health classes in school how babies were made. If this was how they were made, she wanted to make many, many black babies but it just wasn't to be this time around. Maybe in the future?They must have fucked for an hour or so as it was now getting late and well past her parent's strict curfew. She squirmed when Reggie had his big black cock. “You’ve just been with the wrong guys,” I said. “The right guy will rock your world. All you have to do is find him and ask.”“Will you rock my world?” she asked quietly. “Just once before you leave?”“When you get to Route 50, just past Five Corners, turn onto Robbie Ridge, then on Susan Circle.”“Why?”“Just do it, please. You’ll see.”About ten minutes later, we pulled up, and I directed her to park. We got out of the car and I walked her into the building.“Where are we going?”I said nothing and.