"Even the Palace."That stopped Millie and she sat there with her mouth open."You mean Buckingham Palace?" Yes. The one that sits at the end of the Mal...l." Does that mean you have met... ?" No. I have only been twice and that was to meet the Clerk of Works when they were re-furbishing the State Rooms. I thought she might have popped in to offer me a cup of tea, but she wasn't around." We laughed. Millie got up."While you are up I'll change your bed." She left and returned shortly with some bed. Ben was supposed to be that adult for this outing. But I wasn't about to miss out on this trip. I joined the other kids.“Looks like we're on our own, guys.” I said, nodding at the retreating figures of Ben and his girl, “Our trusty chaperon is off to get laid.”Their voices rose in a babble of disappointed complaints until I cut them off.“Look, I've been up this trail a few times.” I said, “I know the way and we're not a bunch of camping noobs. If you don't want to go up, stay here in that. “Are you ready?”“I guess so.”She shuddered. Any moment, it would happen - the heat, the stench, the bitter taste. She longed for it, craved it. The exquisite naughtiness made her pussy throb. A soft moan escaped with her breath and arousal flushed her milky flesh.There was an awkward hiatus.“Does this feel wrong?” she asked when nothing happened.“Yes. Sorry.”“Do you think it’s filthy?”“Yes.”“And yet, you’ve been dreaming about this, haven’t you? Fantasising. That’s why you’re here, to live out. I’d like you to be there with me. Ride with me.” I knew I’d be trapped. Having no vehicle, I’d have no escape route. It would be hell. But, maybe I could count it as my good deed of the week. “All right. I’m all yours from noon tomorrow until you turn me loose.” “You’re a good friend, Eric. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I wasn’t though. Shania and her husband weren’t really my friends. We were acquainted. But, the term “friend” was really stretching the concept. As I drove toward my office I thought.