“There now, that’s better. No, it’s in your boyfriend’s notes from your meetings with Heinrich. He keeps very thorough notes. Mrs. Weed is sup...posed to look you up. She’s a witch, you know.”“Who are you and what do you want?” Rebecca was near panic. What else might Wesley have written in his notes?“I just want the code. The rest of it. I want the pages that your fiancé stole from the library before I got there. Did he give them to Heinrich?”“I don’t know what you’re talking about. What code?” If. Dad was really going at when mom stuck him in his ass with a pitchfork. She wasn’t none too polite about it either. Mom shoved that pitchfork almost as far into his ass as his cock was shoved into Ashley’s pussy. He tried to pull out of Ashley but mom wouldn’t let him until she had her say.If dad wanted to fuck Ashley ever again he would have to fuck mom first. He would have to hire old Joe back and he was not to kill anymore dogs either. Plus if he could fuck Ashley then I could fuck her, and. Then, one afternoon in August of the same year, Ellen was alerted to a visitor. The calling card handed to her by the old butler was impressive with a crown and the coat of arms of the House Savoy. She received the visitor immediately. He was a small man but erect, with a clear cut, beautiful face. Ellen blushed slightly. She had rarely seen a better example of male beauty.“Guiseppe-Maria Robert, Conte di Castelvero, Signora,” the man introduced himself.“Ellen Wilkes Carter, Baroness Lambert,”. A little golden padlockset in your nether lips would be a nice touch too. You will wearbracelets, necklaces or other ornaments as I prescribe. You will betrained and advised at first, rigorously if necessary, then you will beexpected to make yourself up properly each day, with meticulousattention to your face and complexion. You will keep yourself free ofall body hair. Your hair will be set every third day by a trainedservant, but you will keep it long, to at least waist length. You may.