I was sad to see her leave, but also relieved that I no longer had to constantly wage battle against my arousal. It had taken almost three months, but...our new internet was finally installed. Well, almost. Everything was ready, but it would take a few hours for it to come online. I was now faced with a dilemma. I am not the type of person to get angry easily, so I knew now was the best time to call and complain about everything I had been put through over the last few months. However, I feared. He was greeted with a newspaper that covered Henry’s face completely. ‘What nonsense is this that you speak old man?’ Cien demanded. Henry sighed, and folded the newspaper before setting it down in front of him. ‘The Lady Regan, my laird. She won’t be won with arrogance and chest pounding.’ Henry rolled his eyes. ‘Believe this old man when he tells you that. No woman is won in such a way.’ ‘And why would I be wanting to win this Regan?’ Henry smiled a soft smile and looked off into the distance. ., to meet you. You must be... ... 'W.'" He said my name like it was distasteful to him."You don't like the fact that I go by my initial, do you?" I asked him.He answered, "No. I'm sorry. It just seems artificial and contrived." It's a long story," I answered. "I got stuck with it way back in grade school and there are some things that are with you forever."He smiled back. Evidently we had gotten over whatever his hangup was with the alphabet."So, what do you need from me?" I asked."I. She must have learned to be submissive, and she obviously did not know intellectually how she should react when somebody pleased her; but her body knew, quite well. I could sense the residue of some other man's or even men's cum when I went down on her but I did not hesitate. The look on her face after her first orgasm was something to see. There was astonishment, and following that, a smile. When I did not stop there she started muttering in Spanish but she did not make a single effort to stop.