Needless to say, it was a pretty exciting year for me. I met a wonderful guy who fulfilled my every romantic and sexual need. But I still couldn't kee... my mind off Ingrid. We did all the things girl friends do -- gossiped about boys, painted our toenails, had pillow fights that ended in near kisses. I always loved watching Ingrid get dressed for dates. As she applied her lipstick in the mirror between our beds, I wondered what it would be like to press my tongue between those full, perfect. ”“The Earl in his desire to hurt my father and mother purchased many of them as they were close to our estate. Also in the last ten years, he hasn’t used his, and I prefer to stay at my father’s estate. I’ve found that the other homes are either rented or have enough staff to maintain them until the Earl decided what he wanted to do with them.”“This block is closer to Terville, and a lot of the surrounding land is land that the King and I believe would be best to build the new homes for the. He laughed "maybe I'll bring you back tomorrow and you can do a shift in the glory hole". That wasn't what I meant, but it made my cock try to grow again for some reason. "Are we going home now sir?" I asked as we prepared to leave the cloakroom. "No, we've got to meet Matt, and his new date" Adam said "She knows nothing about this lifestyle, so you will be my 'girlfriend' and no mention of anything. Act innocent, that's why you're dressed normal, and if you let anything slip you will be. ”“You didn’t,” I said. “But collecting on the bet isn’t what brings me here. Brenda and the Committee know you’re here and I think they suspect you may be sheltering a guy who is a threat to them.” Angel blanched. “I couldn’t call you, so I came to warn you. They’re sending someone in to clean up loose ends.”I expected Angel to ask who they thought she was sheltering. I intended to expose how I’d fooled her as James Whitcomb and at least we’d have a good laugh about that. But instead she jumped.