I opened the squeaky door and held it ajarfor Kim to enter. She looked stunning as usual. Beneath her clingingblack lycra mini-dress, she wore a waist... high black and purple suspenderbelt and matching bra which struggled to support her large, heavybreasts. The lace fishnet stockings highlighted her perfect long legsfrom her 3 inch heeled stilettos to the perfect curve of her arse cheeks.Her long, wavy, black hair cascaded down her back and shoulders.I slipped off my male clothes and replaced. ” I tried to reassure her. “She’ll be a whole new girl when she comes back.”“Well, I know you and Leesha will take good care of her.” She sniffled. “But, don’t go easy on her either.” She put on the tough girl act again. “Well, we’re ready to go. See you in a few minutes.” She hung up.A few minutes later, there was a knock on my door. “It’s open.” I yelled from the chair I was sitting on.“Uncle Mark?” a voice called out.“Yea, in here.” I said getting up off of the small uncomfortable couch to. Pitchers of wine, ale, brandy, and cordial appeared as well. Everyone set to with gusto; dinner conversations started up everywhere but the Head Table. If anyone had paid attention, they would have noticed Queen Gwen constantly glancing in the direction of the traveling couple. With furtive looks toward her maid behind her as well. King Brent, on the other hand, looked exclusively at the woman, Megan. Even the Crown Prince would glance her way some times.All through dinner, Meric and Megan kept. "Don't act like you're not to blame for this. The girl has been with us for less than a week and you've already seduced her into your bed!" Finley shouted."I think you should mind your own damn business!" Charles shouted back.Cynara could no longer keep her laughter in control, letting it bubble up and out of her. The brothers stopped arguing, and Charles twisted around to look at her in surprise."Cynara, dear," he said, a mixture of worry and astonishment in his voice.Cynara tried to calm.