I called out, “Honey, I’m home,” as soon as I walked through the door.Megan came out of the kitchen with an arm full of smiling, gurgling, chubb...y cheeked Shelby. Megan suspected something as soon as she saw my face.“What happened?”“I’ve been alerted; I’m shipping out.”“Nam?” she asked.I nodded.“When?”“After the first of the year. I have two months of language school and a month of leave.”She nodded and handed me the baby. Shelby cooed and grabbed my finger with a happy smile. I bounced her in. "Yeah," I whispered back, grabbing the back of his head with one hand to kiss him intensely again, knowing we might not have much time. His fingers start exploring, stroking, caressing, playing in my wetness and using it to rile me up even more, getting me so very ready for…He pushes a single finger into the very center of me and I gasp. It's been so long for me and I've wanted him all this time it was unbearable, but now he's inside me and it's wonderful. He groans the slightest bit against my. " Oh," said the Emir, "I never had one of those before. Well, what does she say? Not a state visit, I hope, she must be ninety if she's a day." Eighty-four, I believe, Master. Not a state visit, Master. She asks that you receive the Earl of Bargoed for a private audience, and she commends him to you as, and I quote, 'a loyal and faithful, trusty and well-beloved officer and gentleman' who apparently wishes to speak to you on a personal matter." I bet he does," said the Emir smiling grimly, "It. There was a guy came through here yesterday." That's interesting. He must have passed us while we were camped. We didn't see anyone on the road yesterday," I said."I think Bobby probably took off south," the girl said. "I expect he'll be back home in a week or two." Do you know anything about the road to the north and west of here?" I asked, changing the subject. "We're trying to get to a horse farm out of Ashland, Kentucky to buy some horses and we don't know which is the best way to go from.