You should not have any more trouble from that quadrant.”He nodded and tapped his reader screen, “This is my new headache, Reverts trying to get c...ontrol of the common seats.”I grinned, “Not my business.”He shook his head, “Maybe they are. Dragon Intel is sketchy but something is stirring them up.”He looked at Molly and frowned, “Molly’s pregnancy is different this time, harder.”I crossed to the desk, “The doctors at the imperial hospital can...”He waved that away, “I know that.”He looked at the. "I nodded, my cheek rubbing Robbie's."Now if you don't mind, take my daughter upstairs if you want to ravish her."My eyes opened wide. He'd always ignored my physical relationship with Robbie, not encouraged it."I have company coming, and you two aren't exactly the welcome mat I have in mind." Yeah, Ashley Burke," Robbie added with more than a trace of venom."I thought you liked Ashley?" her dad said, surprised."I do," Robbie admitted grudgingly. "It's impossible not to like Ashley." Robbie. I think it worked.” She was looking at me when she finished.“Oh yes I would say so,” I chuckled. “Watching my husband being fucked was certainly a way to get my attention. You hussy. You made him cum in less time than It takes to park a car.”Jane and Claire were in hysterics, “You didn’t seem to have any problems! You HUSSY,” Jane retorted.“I have never been so turned on in my life. When Jon mentioned Kym, well, you saw what happened.” I paused. “Is that wrong? I hope Jim is ok. I would hate to. " Closed? Impossible!" The Prince waded through the crowd to the closed wrought iron gate. "Hello, inside! Open up for The Prince!"The shop door opened and out stepped Gareth, looking remarkably sober."There you are, Gareth! If we hurry, we can still make 'Happy Hour'." I am sorry, Your Highness," Gareth explained, leading the Prince inside. "I will have to cancel."Prince M'hul stared at the little shop in horror. Everything was a mess: bins overturned, displays knocked over."What happened.