“Are you looking for something?” one of the cinema staff asked them, “Can I help you?” “Oh, that’s alright, I thought I lost my earring, b...ut it's here,” Abigail lied, pointing to her ear, “silly me, let’s go honey.” Abigail grabbed Michael’s hand and pulled him away, laughing and thanking the person who had offered her help. “Come on Abi, I’m sure it’ll be alright,” Michael reassured her as they walked out of the theatre, “It’ll be fine; we’ll go to dinner and have a fun time and you’ll forget. It was a few hours later, after returning the maid’s uniform and going back to the Palace Wing, that I ran into Maria by the Nursery and we stopped in at the little conversation alcove there.“I understand why you needed to do it.” Maria said after I told her about my trip to the Business Wing. “But si, you have thrown down a gauntlet and ensured a next time, Susan.”“Then the Pastry Chef’s going to need to hire some backup and I’m going to have to see if anyone in the Marketplace carries anvils. His cock passes through her cervix into her royal womb and she can't help but scream loudly in pleasure at the intrusion into her royal breeding chamber. Even Jaime had never gotten through.She looked up to see Jon's face tightening as he worked to hold his orgasm. He was going to….NO!!"No! Wait, Please! You mustn't…!" She began to plead frantically as Jon smirked."Too late, you royal bitch. I'm going to make this blonde bitch womb bear my pups. A lioness with a wolves child. I'm going to make. She was muttering and laughing and finally threw her arms out and started to spin looking at the moon. She kept this up for a while and finally went back inside. "Good time to go home," I thought and did just that. A few days later, John and I were talking about Donna in his driveway and he was telling me about being part of a nudist colony together. He talked about her reading Tarot and "talking to spirits"; how their gatherings would regularly turn into weird fireside seance like orgies. .