At 10:30 AM the printer started churning and the same woman stopped by to pick up the papers. I was curious to see what she looked like, someone calle...d her from the back "Joanna, did you get my email?" This was an older lady, so she turned back to talk to her. That's when I saw her. She was fine like a wine. Someone in late thirties well defined and toned. She had worn a black business skirt little below her knee and a light blue blouse with some pearl necklace. Her blonde hair was well done. I pulled Detective Smith aside and told him who she was.They had asked her for her driver's license and proof of insurance. When she said she didn't have that with her, she was asked to get out of the car. They now had probable cause to check her vehicle. They removed a small green purse from her front seat. It contained both a handgun and a barber's straight razor.She wasn't speaking at all. They found a key to room 321 also in her purse. We all went up to the room. Once we opened the door we. At this he rose up on his knees and slipped his dick out of the fly of his boxers and started stroking with me aiming at the towel. This sent me back to full mast as I watched another person masturbate for the first time as they watched me. The towel between us bore splotches of sticky globs of my cum and it smelled so rich and musky like cum should and it wasn't long until we both were getting close. Do I keep going he asked? Yes. Don't stop. Loosen your grip just a bit, looks like you need to. With dusk starting to settle in they finally snuck away from the throng in the Great Hall and quietly slipped upstairs to their room. That this room had become simply 'their room' no longer seemed in doubt."Gods, I thought that would never end!" Richard said with a barely covered yawn."I know, love, but it's not every day that you become a knight you know." Megan said with a twinkle in her eye."Love, nor is it every day that a simple wench such as yourself becomes a proper lady." Richard.