Reluctant Regrets

Here I sit waiting for the right time to approach minxie as I am aware that in her vulnerable state I will be able to insert myself into her life with ease. I am keeping an eye on the bustle of activity around her since the Sedero harridan took over the household and decided to control her access to the world, however I consider this a blessing in disguise for while her presence keeps me at bay, it also keeps everyone else from her as well.

I was sorely tempted to drop by unannounced when I discovered the delectable daughter of the harridan was to be spending the night, how my loins stirred at the thought of the two of them in my bed sating my lust and I whiled away a few hours indulging in fantasies of a most binding nature. As I was enjoying these lovely dreams the harsh jangle of reality intruded in the form of a call from a party who knew I was interested in the comings and goings of the household and I discovered the lantern jawed suitor of the delectable creature decided to impose his presence upon the household while bearing his respects in the form of a dubious posy of flowers.

I could only but suspect he was using the occasion to get closer to the confection as he and minxie never really had a visible friendship beyond that of a shared social. Had it been the younger son of who she was once enamored I might have looked more closely but this one was too occupied with winning back the women he lost through familial stupidity.

I went back to the satisfying world of delicious thighs and reluctant protests from lips crushed by desire for this is how I will bide my time until minxie makes them a reality. It was with a pang of regret that I had to watch the other one go back to the son the wine baron for I would have enjoyed corrupting her creamy flesh with a sample of Gervais.

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