Speech was not filled with idiomatic metaphors and the world was not concerned about politically correct terms and ideas. I was hired to inventory an...d catalogue the many treasures housed in Her Majesty’s castle. As you may imagine her holdings are as vast as they are varied and the longer I was there the more comfortable the Queen and her staff became with me. Soon, with exceptions to the Queen’s private quarters, I had the run of the place. So many nooks and crannies filled with so many. I wanted her right then and there my cock throbbed for her wet cunt.She turned around and gasped as she saw me watching her."Oh daddy I'm sorry I didnt mean to!" she cried."Its ok baby," I said as I walked in and backed her into the wall. She looked scared but she wanted me at the same time. She threw herself at my lips and kissed me hard. I pushed her away, "baby this isn't right," I said.She kissed me again and this time she slipped her tongue into my throat. I played with hers and she. My father have his own business in Noida so have nothing to worry about money. My parents gave me all freedom and there was no one to stop me from doing anything. This story starts when I was in my 12th standard in DPS. Back then I had my personal iPhone which my father gave me as my birthday gift. Due to some anger issue one day I throw it on a wall and it broke. I was worried that this was a gift from my father, so somehow I repaired it but everything I had in it was lost. The repair shop. Positively gruesome. Neville turned the book sideways to look at a painting of a man who had been turned inside out. Unseen by Neville, Old Borgin bowed his customer out of the shop, and then dropping the obsequious manner reserved for customers, wheeled on Neville."I must ask you to put that down, boy, unless you've got the money to pay for it." Neville placed the book back on the shelf."How much is it?" Don't waste my time. Let's just say it's more than you can afford. Let me show you.