I just added 'context'.--------------------------PrologueI looked down at the summons. I knew what my ex-wife wanted, shewanted more money. "Well if... she wanted more, then she should get a joband earn it," I thought angrily. "It's a good thing I got rid of her.She was a leech, spending all my money when we were married. Now we'redivorced and she still wants my money. She isn't getting more. Sheshould be getting less. Wait...what's that?"-----------------------------Some say, "It was a. As soon as I was fully inside her, she relaxed, and let me fuck her like a doll. It was not long until her pussy walls started to clench my cock as she came with one last deep moan. It took me all I had not to cum with her. I didn’t want everyone to see the very suggestive leftovers of our little moment together alone in the sauna. She rested on me breathing hard until she suddenly got up, glancing at the clock on the wall. “Dammit! My time's almost over! It’s time to go! I’m sorry!” she. The Straltaira manor. My gaze slowly turned back to the royal guard before me. “And if I don’t come with you, are you gonna torch my house too?” “It wasn’t us who did that. For your own safety, you need to come with me.” “Aye, so that you can cut my throat in the shadows and dump me in the bay?” “We have a warrant—” “You can shove it up your mother’s cunt!” I roared. Watchmen from all around were gathering, two score surrounding the perimeter, and more coming. The royal guards looked around,. The five huge oaks that had been there for seventy-five years were as tall as the house and provided the front with plenty of shade. At the back of the house was a swimming pool. The yard itself was a garden full of flowers and dogwoods.I looked through the back screen door before I entered. My two aunts and Mama were sitting around the glass kitchen table. Mama was wearing denim shorts that came to just above her knees with a blue tank top. Her dark hair was pulled back into a bun. Aunt Jean.