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{ASSM} Queen Mary Part 2 {Esu Migabe} (MF, ROM)
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WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language
of an adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal
age to do so. If you are a minor or object to stories of an adult
nature, LEAVE HERE IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is
18+ please abide to your own local laws. Please note and
understand the content codes for this story.

The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters
in my story.  Any similarities to real people are purely
coincidental and unintentional. The characters and situations
portrayed are pure fantasy; the author is keen to state that in
reality adult sexuality should remain only in the adult world.
Please do not allow or cause this story to fall in to the hands
of minors.

(C) Esu Migabe 2005
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The Secrets

Elizabeth woke up late, still dreaming of the events from the day before. 
She hugged herself tightly as she remembered their passionate love-making.  
She rose slowly as her thoughts turned to her mother. `Oh no, my mother. 
What will she say if she finds out? She has always preached about keeping 
myself until my wedding night.' Disjointed thoughts tumbled through her 
mind. `Would my future husband be able to tell that I'm not a virgin any 
more? Is there any way they could find out?'

Her thoughts returned to her night of passion. `That was so good; I don't 
care what mother thinks. I enjoyed it, I have grown up. I can now live my 
life as I wish, hopefully with a man like David by my side."

She suddenly noticed that the liner seemed to be moving slowly and left her 
cabin to enquire why. Her question was soon answered when she stepped out 
onto the deck and saw the thick, dense fog surrounding it.

Looking around, she noticed Richard standing at the end of corridor. She 
smiled and waved to him cheerfully. To her surprise, he just nodded at her 
and then turned and sprinted off around the corner. She wondered, `Was he 
watching me? I always see him just lately.' Dismissing her thoughts as 
absurd, she returned to her cabin.

* * *

Mid-morning, Elizabeth visited the library and looked through the display of 
the latest magazines on the large table in the centre of the room. `The fog 
will probably clear later. In the meantime, I'll catch up with the news.' 
She selected one of the journals and went to sit down on one of the 
comfortable chairs. She read the latest society gossip, looked at the 
fashion pages, and then studied the articles.

"Have you got time for that drink now?" A voice enquired. She looked up to 
see Richard standing in front of her. She nodded and rose from her chair as 
he took her arm and led her out of the library.

They walked along the deck and into the noisy cocktail lounge. Elizabeth 
still couldn't believe how busy the place was; it never seemed to matter 
whether it was night or day.

"What would you like to drink today?"

"It's a bit early in the day for wine," she replied, "so I think I would 
like a natural juice, orange would be just fine."

"Are you sure? Time here doesn't matter. The days and nights all roll into 
one. Can't I tempt you into something stronger?"

"No thank you. I have to call my mother later and I will need to be fully 
aware of her questioning."

Richard smiled. "My mother is also that way inclined."

He called over an attendant, "An orange juice for the lady and a whisky for 
myself."

"Certainly Sir," the attendant replied.

Richard lounged back in his chair and looked at Elizabeth.

"How are you enjoying the cruise?"

"It's wonderful. I'm having a lovely time." She replied.

The attendant served their drinks, "Will that be all, Sir?"

Richard replied, "Yes," without taking his eyes off of Elizabeth.

"Tell me about your family. Your father is a Lord like mine isn't he? You 
told me that when we first met."

Elizabeth replied. "Yes, I'm sorry, but I have not heard of your father. 
Where does he come from?"

"The east side of the country, Cambridge, near to the fens. And you, your 
good self?"

"Oh, l live just outside London, in Windsor."

Richard nodded before he carried on.

"We have a large family residence in Grantchester, a few miles from the 
centre of Cambridge. My father is elderly now and I am the sole inheritor of 
the estate."

Elizabeth nodded as he continued.

"The main hall in the residence is huge; I am looking forward to the 
banquets that I will be hosting there soon."

He continued to talk about himself as her thoughts started to wander. She 
decided he was a bore, talking incessantly about himself and his life. `I 
should have followed my initial instincts,' she thought to herself.

Elizabeth sipped her drink slowly, nodding politely at certain intervals and 
agreeing with him, when he paused for breath.

She finally drained her glass and made her excuses to leave.

"Stay, have another," he urged her.

She shook her head. "Sorry, but duty calls, I must telephone my mother."

Elizabeth smiled politely. "Thank you for the drink. I'll see you later."

Richard replied, "Yes, I will look forward to it. Good bye for now."


* * *

Elizabeth sat in her cabin and looked at the telephone. Would it really 
work? She felt a long way from home and she didn't really believe that a 
telephone could connect her with her parents over all those miles. She had 
promised her mother that she would call her at some point and today seemed a 
good enough day as any, to make that call.  She checked her watch. `Late 
afternoon in England. I'll make it and see if it works.'

She lifted the receiver and after a few seconds was connected to one of the 
ship's telephone operator's.

"Good morning, which number do you require?"

Elizabeth replied, "England, Windsor, 294, please."

The operator replied, "One moment please."

The phone made a number of clicks before it started to ring.  Shortly 
afterwards, the ringing stopped and a voice answered, "Windsor 294, the 
Saxonby residence. How can I help you?"

She replied, "Hello Mary, it's Elizabeth here. May I speak to my mother 
please, if she is available?"

While Elizabeth was waiting for her mother to come to the phone, she 
marvelled at this latest piece of technology. She was hundreds of miles away 
from home, in the middle of the sea, but still able to speak to her parent's 
as if they were in the same room.

"Hello, Elizabeth and how are you? I trust you are behaving yourself." The 
line crackled.

Elizabeth smiled to herself before replying, "Of course, Mother. I am fine 
and yourself?"

"Oh, life is much the same here. Nothing unusual, except of course, we are 
missing you. Have you met any eligible suitors that I would approve of yet? 
Lady Goldsmith was asking me the same question earlier."

Elizabeth was bemused by her questioning. `Nothing ever changes, she still 
wants me to settle down.'

"Oh, Mother, is that all you ever think and talk about?"

"I only want the best for you, Elizabeth. You should know that."

"Yes, Mother. Is Father at home?"

"He's away today, watching the horse racing, I think he said."

"Oh, as usual then. I had better go Mother, see you soon. Give my regards to 
my father please, when he returns."

"Of course, Elizabeth, see you soon. Take care."

Elizabeth replaced the receiver and decided that she had got off lightly 
from her questioning.  She knew that Richard would charm her mother totally 
and gave an involuntary shudder. She wasn't sure what she would think of 
David, though. He hadn't told her much about his background. Not enough to 
impress her mother anyway.

* * *

Later in the afternoon, as she sat on the Sun Deck waiting for David to join 
her, a sudden commotion broke out. Someone ran along the deck, fiercely 
pursued by three of the liner's crew. The man stumbled and fell. One of the 
crew held the man down while another pulled his arms back and handcuffed him 
around his wrists. He was then pulled to his feet and led away. She wondered 
where they were taking him.

At that moment, David appeared. Her heart started to beat faster, as he 
approached her.

"What was that all about?" he asked. She explained to him what she had just 
seen.

"Ah, it sounds like a stowaway was caught," he said.

"Yes, where would they take him? What would they do with him?"

"There will be somewhere on the liner to put him. Maybe they will make him 
work for the rest of the journey and then when we reach America, he will be 
handed over to the police."

Elizabeth nodded.

David pulled his deck chair close to hers before he settled down into it.

"How are you today, Elizabeth? Feeling tired after yesterday?" He grinned at 
her.

She smiled at back at him. "No. Why? Are you?"

She laughed.

He reached out with his fingers and gently stroked her hair before he leant 
forward and kissed her lightly.

"It's good to see you," he whispered in her ear.

They continued to lounge in their deck chairs.

"Are you hungry?" Would you like to go for something to eat?" David asked.

"It will be dinner in two hours." She replied.

"Yes, but if we eat now, we can miss the dinner tonight and I can have you 
all to myself." He smiled at her.

Her heart started to beat wildly as she realised he wanted her, just as much 
as she wanted him.

* * *

They entered the Verandah Grill and Elizabeth gasped in awe as she saw the 
paintings which were displayed on the walls. Pantomime and theatre scenes 
framed with columns of silver and gold.

"Oh, what beautiful pictures." She murmured to David. He agreed with her, 
"They are all painted by the same artist as well."

They sat at a table by one of the walls and waited to be served. Almost 
immediately, the wine waiter came over with a selection of wines. David 
selected a deep red one which the waiter poured for them. Elizabeth smiled 
as she took a sip from her glass. "Oh, that's really nice." The waiter 
nodded to her before another waiter came over with the menu.

Elizabeth chose a dish of chicken while David opted for the steak. They 
enjoyed their quiet dinner together, sharing intimacies before departing for 
Elizabeth's cabin.

* * *

Once inside, David cupped her face with his hands and gently kissed her. His 
fingers ran along her body sensually and provocatively as he started to 
remove her clothes. She unbuttoned his shirt, kissing his nipples in turn. 
Her hands reached down to his waist before removing his trousers.

She shivered with pleasure when he kissed her ankles. His tongue licking and 
stroking her up along her legs before showering them with small, delicate 
kisses. His mouth caressing as he tasted her inner thighs. She sighed with 
pleasure when she felt his hot breath on her womanhood, moaning deeply when 
he kissed it.

His tongue caressed her soft lips, probing gently as he licked along them. 
She was experiencing deep erotic sensations that she had never known before. 
Her inner muscles tightened and relaxed frantically as she felt his tongue 
touch her more intimately that she had ever been touched before.

He sucked her lips gently before his tongue tasted her opening. She groaned 
as she felt the heat rise up inside her. She had never experienced feelings 
like this before. She felt his tongue deeper and deeper inside her till she 
could stand it no more. Her body seemed to freeze for an instant before 
exploding into her deep orgasmic climax.

"Ohhh, my love." She groaned breathlessly.

He rolled her over and lay underneath her. She felt his hard penis pushing 
against her entrance. She kissed him passionately before guiding him in. Her 
muscles pulsated around him, sending spasms and deep erotic sensations along 
his length.

He moaned as his thrusting became faster and harder. He was no longer in 
control of his own body as his desire and passion peaked.

They recovered in each others arms before Elizabeth fell asleep. David 
gently detached himself from her before giving her a light kiss and 
departing to his cabin.


Foot Notes
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I hope you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.  
As always, feedback is appreciated, since it is my only payment for my work. 
Please address comments to esu_migabe@hotmail.com

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ASSTR, without the EXPRESS PERMISSION of the author. Any reader may archive 
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(c)Esu Migabe 2005

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