"Yes." This is not the one," Sable said silently, though Ban-Den made no reaction."Answer then. Is there any activity you are pursuing or are aware of...that may be deemed either illegal or harmful to the good rule and order of the child-Empress?"After three minutes passed McAllister remarked in the quiet way to Sable, "I wonder what he will answer. He certainly is considering it long enough."Finally, the other began counting on his fingers. Ban-Den rolled his eyes at Sable and McAllister, then. "Okay" I said sweetly. John moved closer to me and uncrossed my legs. He looked straight at my crotch and licked his lips. He then reached up under my dress and pulled my thongs off. "Pretty panties" he complimented. Thank you was my response to everything after that moment.John then reached down and lightly touched my pussy lips "Mmmm, you smell so sweet."This is it, is all I could think. I watched Johns hands as his fingers separated my deliciously wet pussy lips to find my swollen clit. Abigail raised her head and stared into his blue eyes, almost defiantly and clenched her teeth as the burning sensation slowly passed. She let her head fall back and continued to observe in the mirror as a student might in a training hospital.Content that she was not going to cry out the stop word, he turned to the tray and removed the cloth completely, placing it on a shelf under the top tray. Her eyes followed every movement, concentrating on the long thin, latex covered fingers. She realized. ”“As long as you’re okay. There are people to care about. Free-lance photographers and paparazzi aren’t on that list.”I said, “I’m hungry. Would you like some lunch?”“Please. Breakfast was a while ago and hospital food isn’t that good. You’re a great cook.” She smiled.“I’m going to cheat. I have a store-bought, pre-mixed salad. It’s good and it’s easy.”She smiled. I pulled the salad out of the fridge and got a big bowl for mixing and a regular sized bowl for each of us. I mixed the salad and.