The two guards besides her, the only ones outside the royal family itself to know the secret the messenger had just imparted, looked at her nervously.... They had never seen her look like this before, somehow both upset and yet accepting of what was to come."So one of the Princes has reached his time, has he?" Camilla stated, "When can we expect his arrival?" There is still the matter of finishing the ceremonial customs on our end," the messenger replied, his voice muffled behind the red silk. I almost shit when I saw the size of the bulge in his jockey shorts. He came close. "Feel of it, Stevie," he said. "Go ahead, girl, squeeze on it."I reached up and felt the hard boner under the material of his shorts. He groaned in pleasure. "Take my shots down, sissy," he said.I hooked my fingers and thumbs under the waistband and pulled his shorts down – and gasped as his huge black cock sprang free. OmiGOD! What a big cock!"You like that cock, baby?" he asked me. "Go , girl, feel it."I. I walked down the hall to our bedroom and the perfume scent was slightly stronger. The bed was made, as we always do together, but it looked fluffier and neater. I walked up and ran my fingers over the duvet. I then pulled back just the corner and noticed that she had changed the sheets: Black satin sheets now covered our bed! I had never seen them before, so this was a first. She was certainly preparing for something!I returned the duvet and left the room, wondering what the bed might look. At times he regretted what he wrote. Being truthful to oneself often has that awkward effect, but he chose to let the words remain. His spirit was buoyed by the prospects of seeing Nasiba. His mother had told him continuously how excited she was that he was attending the mosque. She asked him repeatedly if she could accompany him, but Mustafa flatly refused and hoped she would not follow him, as that was her nature.His mother irritated him throughout the long day. She served him four meals.