Orlagh/Veronique "I hear what you say and I can understand yourreluctance as for your magic being weaker than mine you can forget thatlittle notion yo...r magic being first born is far stronger than mine willever be its only because you have not been taught how to use it properly,"Rowan can you make sure she is thoroughly coached in its use" "it willbe my pleasure your Majesties"but Orlagh/Veronique why don't you want tobe Queen as you are entitled to be,as I have just said I do not know howto. As I heard him rolled over and go back to slip, I started replaying the events from last night.As I lay there in bed, I quickly remember I needed to get the number off my ass cheek before it rubbed off. I got a flashlight and small mirror from my nightstand next to bed. As hover the mirror over my ass cheek I slowly starting writing the numbers to a piece of paper on the nightstand. Once I got all the digits down I put the flashlight and mirror back into the drawer in the nightstand and rolled. Our fuck was slow, erotic, romantic and gentle. My orgasm was lovely and so was his, nicely timed just after mine.Dinner, wine and conversation were excellent. We even enjoyed doing the dishes together. Our shared shower took the place of bedtime foreplay. I was again happy to lie in the middle of Bob’s big bed while he sucked and tongued my pussy. The soft bristles of his moustache did wondrous things to my clitoris and I came noisily and wetly on his mouth, much to his delight.Bob knelt over. “You’re loved, Chris.” I told him, not realizing I was the one to say these things. “Things will get better. Your friends are here for you in the meantime.” With that, I let him go and he flashed me a genuine, if sad, smile, and without another word, darted into the house, locking the car as he did.I waited until he got inside and whipped out my phone. I dialed in a familiar number and prayed she’d be available, putting the phone to my ear.“Aaron.” the cold, calculated tone of Daisy greeted.