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I was down at breakfast early next morning, although it took all my resolve to uncouple myself from a sleeping Mimi and leave the place and person that had conveyed me to paradise.
That night Mimi demonstrated what she had promised earlier.
I shall not describe what she did to me, suffice it to say I experienced delirious ecstasy, and was ridden to the limit of my sexual strength, before being rejuvenated by Mimi’s accomplished body, mouth, tongue, and hands. I went to a place I had never been before, and was assured by Mimi she would transport me there often, but I might require a helping hand from Professor Potter to fully enjoy all that she had to offer.
Mimi stirred as I buttoned up my tunic.

“Come back to bed, my love” Her sultry tone nearly had me unfastening my jacket, ripping off my trousers and leaping back into bed, but there was to be a Loyal Address later that morning at Leigh Court, and I knew where my duty lay.
I kissed her soft lips “Duty calls, my love. I need some sustenance to regain the strength leeched from me by you last night, and then must see to my men.”
She smiled sweetly. “Oh well, there is always tonight.” With that she turned over and fell back asleep.

It was going to be long day, and another energetic night, so at breakfast I helped myself to a large portion of kedgeree. Mr Howard had served with the East India Company as a District Magistrate, and had brought back a recipe for this Indian dish when he retired.
After breakfast my first port of call was the dais, which had arrived at Leigh Court at daybreak and was in process of being re-assembled.
There was a lack of labourers at Leigh Court so I drafted Captain Botham’s troop to help the carpenters fit the various beams and planks together. Botham was notable by his absence, no doubt still guarding the body of Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Kent. I removed my tunic, rolled up my shirtsleeves, and helped heave the beams and joists into place. My efforts were warmly appreciated by the men, and even shamed Lieutenant Dexter and Cornet Compton in to lending a hand.

With the platform assembled, I took a stroll around the grounds of Leigh Court, obseving the proximity of St Catherine’s Church, with its Norman tower, to the estate. Although the odds of there being another crossbow-armed assassin in the vicinity were scant I was taking no chances, and ordered Cornet Compton to have the church searched, and then have the front door locked and guarded, with a man placed on the tower as a look out.

With the dais completed and guards and piquets set I relaxed and took myself up to the top of the tower of St Catherine’s Church. The landscape was similar to Lincolnshire’s fenlands. Low lying, marshy and boggy in places, with drainage ditches channelling excess water west towards the River Severn.
From my vantage point I had good all round observation, and any one approaching Leigh Court could be easily spotted. Belatedly I remembered the flag wielding system I had thought about at Tewkesbury Abbey. However, I decided the man on the tower would be able to attract the attention of the man guarding the church door if the need arrived.

The Loyal Address held at Leigh Court was a smaller affair than at Tewkesbury Abbey. The Lord Mayor and Aldermen of Gloucester were accompanied by the choir of Gloucester Cathedral, but the Bishop, who had attended at Tewkesbury Abbey, was now fully involved in the purification ceremony of the Abbey. The deputy Lieutenant Governor did not attend as he had also attended the Tewkesbury Abbey event.
The Cathedral choir sang ‘Zadok the Priest’, although by now I think even the most ardent fan of Georg Friederich Handel were sated with the over frequent rendering of his works.
After the ceremony the Royal Party had a cold collation for lunch, during which time the dais was dismantled and readied for transportation to Blandon Hall, where the Royal Party would spend the next three nights, and endure another Loyal Address, this time from the Mayor and Aldermen of Thornbury.
It occurred to me that Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Kent could probably recite the Loyal Address from memory.
As far as I knew the form and content did not differ, other than that of the name of the town or city whose Mayor gave the address

Blandon Hall was some twenty miles to the south of Leigh Court, and I impressed on all the carriage and coach drivers to maintain a steady pace, preferably a working trot. The road to Thornbury was well surfaced and flat, and I hoped to reach the residence of Alasdair Cambull before dark.
In fact the sun was just setting over the Welsh hills when the Royal Progress drew into the grounds of Blandon Hall, a building slightly smaller, and only slightly less ostentatious, than Blenheim Palace.
It was a garish monument to Mammon, built some seventy years ago at the height of the slave trade, and high prices for sugar and rum. The owner’s fortune had declined with the end of the Napoleonic War, and the suppression of the slave trade from Africa.
Alasdair Cambull had acquired the property four years previously, and then added an extra wing, which made the already overblown structure rather grotesque.

The Royal Party was to spend three nights at Blandon Hall, during which time a banquet, a Grand Ball, and a Loyal Address were to take place.
The three day stay at Blandon Hall would allow repairs to be made to the carriages and coaches; horses to be re-shod, harnesses and saddlery overhauled, and a general relaxation, although the Fourth Light Dragoons were still responsible for the safety of the Royal Party.
At night Mimi and I continued to push the boundaries of lovemaking, and Professor Potter’s Potion continued to assist me in doing so.

However, the main reason for our extended stay at Blandon Hall was for the Duchess to enlist the support of Cambull.
I do not know what lure she used to snare him – Cambull was wealthy enough for two men, and had scant regard for titles – but by the satisfied smiles on the faces of both the Duchess and Sir John Conroy when we left Blandon Hall three days later it would appear they had secured his support and probably that of others of the local gentry.
I saw little of Humphrey Appleby during the three days, but supposed he was probing the housekeeper, a flint faced, poker stiff, black bombazine clad female of around fifty years of age, and I wished him the best of luck in gaining her confidences.

The Loyal Address concluded; and then the choir from Saint Arilda, the parish church of Oldbury on Severn, sang; not Handel, but William Byrd’s Haec Dies’ – two minutes of pure bliss.
I was humming the tune, probably off key, as I led the Royal Progress out of the palatial grounds of Blandon Hall towards Bristol.
Birds sang in the greening hedgerows, and the scent of broom and sedge wafted from the surrounding wetlands. A parliament of rooks argued and quarrelled in a stand of hornbeam trees away to my left, and the whole air was suffused with sunshine, warmth, and general joyousness of an English spring morning.
God is in His heaven and all is right in the world.

An hour into the journey and Humphrey Appleby joined me. He had a smug expression on his face that begged me to ask him why he was so pleased with himself. Not willing to puncture the air of congeniality and peace about me, I asked him if hearing a choir sing Byrd’s motet had made him so jubilant.
He shook his head. “Personally I prefer Handel to that rather old fashioned style of music. No, the reason I am in such good spirits is I have identified the Organisation’s man who has been visiting our suspects.”

“Your probing of the housekeeper was successful... ?”

“That bandy legged, acid faced harridan! Casanova himself would have been unable to breach her defences No, my informant was the cook, Delilah Smith, a buxom widow, who was as pleased as punch for me to probe her, although she damned near killed me with her exuberance, especially as I was also galloping...”

“You were putting Baroness Lehzen over the jumps while probing the... ?”

“No, fortunately Louise has the painters in, and I am currently galloping...”

“‘Has the painters in’? What are you on about, Humph?”

“My, my, you are a backwards lot in Lincolnshire. ‘Having the painters in’ is a euphemism, meaning a female has her monthly visitor, Jack.”

“Oh.” It was a term I was not familiar with, probably used in the salons of London but certainly not in Grantham or Valenciennes.
“But I interrupted you, Humph. You say you have identified a senior Organisation member?”
He gave a wide smile. “Cornelius Van de Valk, a wealthy, well connected merchant of Delft, and reputed to be among those who make the decisions in the Organisation, visited Blandon Hall two weeks ago. In fact I believe him to be the ‘foreign gentleman’ Henrietta Golightly, the housekeeper in Mount Bank Hall, informed me had been a guest at Pierce Morghan’s residence.”

“How could the cook at Blandon Hall be sure the man was Dutch – does she speak the language?”

“Exactly the question I asked Delilah. Her reply was ‘he wanted cheese for breakfast – what man, other than a Dutchmen, would eat cheese at that time of day? And not an honest English cheese like Double Gloucester or Cheddar, oh no, Mynheer demanded that stinking Limburger cheese. I had to send to Bristol for some, and it took a week to get the stench from out of my pantry’.”

“So Van de Valk has visited both Pierce Morghan and Alasdair Cambull. Has he visited Reece-Mogg?”
“No, it seems Van de Valk wants to recruit a person with influence in the House of Commons rather than in the House of Lords – he may have already recruited somebody from ‘the other place’. I will ascertain from Sir Boris if any of his informants report a Dutchman at any Peers’ residences in the past month, and also ask John Stafford if he has any relevant information.”

His statement puzzled me. “Why should Sir Boris or John Stafford have any knowledge of foreigners visiting Peers of the realm?”

“You are a partner in XTC are you not?”

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Darkniciad melted into the kiss, lost in the feeling of her soft lips. She pressed her body against his and he subconsciously followed her lead when her other hand slipped behind his back. Even as he marveled at the feeling of her tongue slipping into the kiss to tickle his lips, one of his hands curled around her back, and the other settled on the swell of her taut bottom.Destiny moaned, pulling herself even tighter against him. Then, as suddenly as she’d moved in for the kiss, she pulled...

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Destiny City

Destiny City Foreword: I hate smartphones. I know that doesn't sound like something you'd expect from your typical four year old. Anymore children practically come out of their mommies with some sort of electronic device in their hands. I'm not a typical child, just like any other Destiny City child. Before I get into that I guess I should tell you why I hate smartphones. Like any other, "how I got from there to here story" mine starts a little over a year ago. Four year old...

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By the Personnel Book Pattis Destiny

By the (Personnel) Book - Chapter 5 By some aggressive flirting and a little luck, I had succeeded in pushing by my encounter with Ken Anderson to the next day, but I knew that the respite was only temporary. The best thing I had going for me was that the changes forced upon me - the porn star breasts, lips and other plastic surgery, combined with dramatic makeup and clothing -- had an unintended effect. To put it crudely, my appearance made men go hard and women get wet. And...

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Andersonville 12 The Day Linda Anderson Came To Town

I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...

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The Sands of Destiny 2

*Letters * mean they're stressed. LetTers mean their tone of voice is raised. _Letters _ mean they're accented but not stressed. members.home.net/dow75stories The Sands of Destiny, 2) Family Crisis By Ron Dow75 [email protected] [ Note: This story is only ? completed. I have published it in the hope that someone can help me kick-start it again. I know how the technology works, it's the action visuals I'm having trouble...

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Its Your Destiny

It's your Destiny This is a story I started cooking up as my first TG story many years ago. It is now vastly different, as was Wildfire, and Hiding in plain sight. My last attempt at a normal story was a disaster, so I have to go with the kind of thing I love to write. I am working on stories based on the Highlander universe, as well as the Star Trek one, but this story just won't stay away. Hopefully, you will enjoy it, I awoke with a start to my alarm clock. It was time...

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DestinyChapter 1

I was jogging in the park one morning sweating in my nice new outfit on a lovely sunny day. The trail led through the forest which presented a variety of wonderful smells like pine and some floral scent I couldn't identify but I loved it. Suddenly, I noticed a guy running along beside me. I almost panicked before he smiled and asked, "Are you Destiny?" What a relief. Maybe my heart missed a beat and I'm sure that my look of surprise gave me away. I managed to gasp, "Yes, and you're...

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Its Your Destiny part two

It's Your Destiny Part 2 Thank you for the positive responses to Part one. I'm afraid that there won't be any cheerleading in this one, although a dream of being one has always been in the back of mine. Not that I wouldn't do it, but it just doesn't fit in this story. I have enjoyed a number of books and movies over the years that show that the line between what we consider great fiction in our world and whether there is a place where it really exists in another dimension can be...

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DestinyChapter 4

They had plenty of space between my room and Dad's to have complete privacy. I opened the computer and stared at the opening screen. As I reflected, I had practically forced them into an arranged courtship. Did I do the right thing? What would you do if she came to live with us? I let that question play out a while. Is she going to stay with me while he's gone? Is Tyler? Yeah, I was confused. She told you many times that she had no interest in getting married. I forced myself to...

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DestinyChapter 2

In a few more minutes, I stopped crying and had to get serious. I took out my nifty makeup case that Charlene gave me. The local merchants gave her a bunch when she won the title and she gave me four. I gasped when I found out how much regular people had to pay for them. I fixed my face and stayed in the restroom until after the class bell rang. I went quickly to the nurse to get a tardy slip, telling her about my period being a surprise. The last time I used that excuse, it was a physical...

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DestinyChapter 5

After my successful two-hour study session it was time to organize dinner from leftovers and the new delivery that would be coming. I really was getting better at focusing on work after a good fucking. When the doorbell rang, I figured it was Charlene. She came in with her overnight bag smelling sexy — almost depraved — to give me a hug. I said, "I'll have to get you a key, Mom. No reason for you to knock anymore." "I'd be afraid to use it. What if he had someone here?" She looked in...

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DestinyChapter 10

After starting the picnic with the company video, Amanda paired us with our trainees for a few minutes to go over the daily checklist. Tyler picked the girl named Sherree, the one with the best figure, and took her to the outside table. Why not? I took the male named Dylan to sit on adjoining chaise lounges. Bill and Charlene picked the other two and went inside to find a place to work. Dylan stood about six feet, looked strong, smiled a lot, and was in my class. In our interviews, I noticed...

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Destiny

It has been said that there are three steps to happiness - step 1 find out who we are, step 2 - accept who we are and step 3 - be who we are. For many of us, this is straightforward but for some, the changes needed to complete each step are far reaching and life changing. It's then that we need Destiny to do her job. Destiny is a funny thing. For most of the time, we don't even notice her. It's as if she's sitting in the background, quietly minding her own business until she...

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Erics Destiny

Introduction: I had no idea my best friends fater was in love with me… My name is Destiny. When my parents told me that they would be out of town for a whole week, my first reaction was excitement. However, upon further pondering, I realized that I had never been left alone for a whole night, much less a weekend. I hid my nervousness from my parents, after all, I was supposed to be old enough for that stuff. Luckily, my best friend Brittany lived next door with her dad (who was my dads best...

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Wand Book and Candle Part 1

Wand, Book and Candle, Part 1 By Elliot Reid "If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father." I snapped the book shut, eyes unfocusing from the text. With my fingers I massaged my temples, kneading tension away. I was approaching my birthday with mixed feelings. In two days I'd be sixteen. I'd have crossed another threshold. Would I feel more grown-up? I looked over at the stack of comic books by my bed, beside the Joseph Campbell and the Homer that I was...

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Erics Destiny

I was okay for most of the first day, keeping busy by eating and watching television. When the sun set, my stomach sank. I tried not to think about how dark it was outside, and how alone I was. The quiet of the room started screaming at me, and I knew I had to get out. The cool air blew threw my thin pajamas when I walked over to Brittany's house. I looked down and realized my nipples were struggling against the thin fabric, and I hoped that Brittany's dad was already asleep to avoid some...

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DestinyChapter 6

Some days I surprise myself. I lined up the food service. We could eat a decent meal and not cause Tyler or Paul to go bankrupt. Eating at home, I could serve us wine. The TV was paid for, I had the network code, so if we wanted a racy movie, I could rent it. So for the price of the gas to drive over here, Tyler and Paul would have an evening to remember. I think Tyler likes to look at Charlene's naked body as much as I do. If Paul joined the group play, we'd all have a wonderful date. I...

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Destiny Allison and Bailey

I waited by the stall door when, finally she opened it. As she turned the corner and faced me I slapped her pretty white face, knocking her into the stall wall. She hit it with a thump and passed out. I stood there gazing at her beautiful 15 year old body, well developed for her age. She had double c tits and a big firm ass. She had blonde hair the fell about halfway down her back. She wore black tights that showed off her ass and a small OU shirt that revealed her cleavage. I walked over...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS10E20 Erin Stokoe 20 from Bristol

We open this week’s show with a slow tracking shot over the bed we’ve been using throughout this series ... Moving over the mattress and looking at the various stains – hearing the moans, squeals, screams, gasps and occasional profanities issued by our various guests during the last 19 episodes... One gray stain in the middle of the bed – and the gasp that accompanied dog spunk spilling from one whore ... A long thin stain, and the moan of another slut squirting at the moment of her first...

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A Correct DestinyChapter 7

Jo, from the right hand seat, brought the A-300 down gently on Mather's Runway 22L with only the slightest of thumps. It was 6:02 AM, exactly the time she'd put on the flight plan for arrival, and the sun was still forty-four minutes away from broaching the eastern horizon. Runway lights whizzed by outside as the nose wheel touched down and she transitioned from flying an aircraft to driving a ground vehicle. She deployed the reverse thrusters to slow them down as a matter of course, even...

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DestinyChapter 11

On the way to school, I asked him, "What did you say to Mom when she came down to breakfast?" "I said that I wish she could be a participant rather than a spectator and that I wanted to play that game with her." She turned red, and said, "Thank you, Tyler." "Good for you. I like it when you crowd her a little. I know it makes her feel good, even though she knows that she should be playing with someone older. I hope you can get her over that hump." Monday always had more potential...

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Wand Book and Candle Part 3

Wand, Book and Candle, Part 3 By Elliot Reid I hefted the 'phone, punched in the long-distance number and tried to ease back in the chair by my computer. My head, cushioned by a mass of unfamiliar hair, rested against the wall as I tilted back. I was cocooned in the femme pinkness of my bedroom, still glowing from my pool encounter with Tisha. As soon as I had gotten back I'd shucked off the starched school clothes. Having spent the day prancing around in my hot...

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