chapter 4 ...


My humble servant the sweetest of all nectars are sour in comparison to the words of your petal soft lips. Tis my greatest joy to receive, I retire to my chambers and I transported from within the kingdom which I rule as King to the warmth of your arms where ever it is you are. The consistent and timely manner in which you respond hath created a longing to have it more often than not on this my word you can depend upon. Although the...