Chapter 39 One Last Time 1

• It was a rare moment when I could be alone with the beautiful and powerful Lady Mary. She had already been gone from my life for some time, but she still lingered in my thoughts. Her lovemaking was well known throughout the world of darkness. It had even inspired a few songs and poems. None of them came close to the reality though, as everyone who heard her described it as a religious experience. Even after all this time, I found myself wondering what it would have been like if we were together more often. My mind played tricks on me, making me think that she might have left her husband for me. The thought made me feel happy at first, then jealous. A dark part of me wondered how long it would take before someone else took advantage of her.
• My eyes fluttered open to see Lady Mary standing over me. Her body glowed in the dim light that spilled into the tent. My cock began to stiffen as I looked up at her. "What are you doing here?" I asked, unable to keep my voice low enough so that no one would hear us.
• "I've come to visit my favorite whore," she said softly.