“A petition from Pessilberg.” She said showing her note. It was elaborately sealed and stamped with black and gold ribbon under a yellow wax cre...st.“Read it.” Marcos grumbled and adjusted himself in his chair. She removed the seal then flipped it open. “Marcos : Information recently obtained, indicate, issues with the court in Lafaust. Our ring of informants has reported a rumor that the Crown prince is under undo influence from his mother. I request this is resolved before his. He also felt warmth near the back of his neck and the delicious friction of stubble against his ear as a voice very quietly said, Yes. Mark pushed back on the finger. It was soon joined by another from the same hand, or so Mark assumed. The fingers deepened their invasion while, it seemed, new hands roamed across Mark's ass cheek. His moans became louder, audible. A few moments later, he felt the intact middle seam on the rear of his jeans be roughly pulled to one side accompanied by the sounds. Well less ‘creative’ but just as revolting and degrading as it always was. She had company last night, a General I think in an attempt to get clearance for something. As a special treat she had me serve drinks in naught but my skin, the general was older woman, still she wasn’t shy with her eyes… or her hands. As for Commander Nigh she was so wound up from debasing me she spared me some of my other duties after the general had left, and ordered me to her room, she wasn’t a gentle woman so. " Ma'am, I can explain, but it depends on what you want to believe as towhether it will be believable. If you'll come with me, you can see it asit's happening, as it were."Becky harrumphed, standing. When the creature that said it was Georgetried to follow, she signalled imperiously. "Stay there."The next room was a hive of activity. Dozens of Faerie were gatheredaround. She noticed that there were solitary Fairy with two or moreothers speaking with them along the walls out of the way. She.