I owe you my life, my body, everything, Darren. I will never forget that. Just don’t forget that I am still your Queen and you owe me your fealty no...netheless,” Yara reminded him as she moved one of his hands to her twat.“Naturally, my Queen,” Darren acknowledged the nature of their affair openly.“I will never take a consort or husband, not publicly. Just know that you’re the closest thing to it that will ever be. I’m your salt wife as well as your Queen. We just cannot admit as much. Which is. She told meto stick my arms out and she slipped a bra on me. It was a plain whiteone with B cups. She padded it with some tissue and handed me a dress.It was white with floral print. I slipped it on. It fit me perfectly,which Jessica commented on with some laughter. She then had me sit,telling me to smooth the dress under me when I did. She handed me somewhite socks which I put on. Jessica put some Mary Jane style flats on myfeet (she had to get those from a thrift store) and scrunched. She always arrived home fresh, exactly like she went to work, so as disappointing as it was for me, I did assume that she was just working late. Michelle knew how much I liked her showing off her body. I enjoyed watching guys eyes when we went out to dinner or shopping and hoped that one of them might get up enough courage to come over and talk to her when I left her alone. We went to an occasional square dance out of town and her skirts and pettipants (frilly panties intended to be seen when. “Are you going to give over your brother?”Eris grins. “I’ve got it covered.”“Okay,” Hera says almost quietly. “Um...”Eris grabs Hera’s arm and tugs her toward the room. “Rob, I need to do whatever it is you do while I have some time with Hera.” The man reluctantly nods and casts another glance at Hera before turning around. “And Rob?”He spins back around, wanting to huff his frustration.“I want you to give Diana to Hera,” Eris instructs. “Find someone else to play with tonight. I don’t want.