There is a good saying: Be careful in your desires, for they can be fulfilled...
Night. Midnight is approaching. Deuce climbed over the back wall and found himself in the courtyard of the Pharaoh's palace. He crept and hid like a thief. He, in fact, came here as a thief. He was not interested in gold and jewelry, he was interested in something more valuable - the princess's innocence. From one such thought, the guy ran a pleasant shivers down his back.
"Do not be distracted!" - ordered himself to Deuce, hiding behind a high flower bed .- "If you get caught, it's not just executed, but a quarter!"
Deuce began scrolling in his head instructions from Cleo. Her bedroom is on the second floor, in the left wing, the door in the middle. So he needs a left staircase upstairs. The required staircase was found quickly, next to it was a patrol. Waiting for the right moment, Deuce skipped to the second floor. Next to the right door was a guard on duty, and obviously did not intend to leave. Fortunately for Deuce, there was a tall flowerbed next to which he quickly hid.
"Looks like Cleo could not get the guard out of her door." - thought Deuce.
The guard had to be removed and quickly. The simplest thing would be to turn it into stone, but then where to put the statue? This option disappears.
Deuce whistled softly to draw the attention of the sentry. He, of course, went to find out what's wrong. When the guard walked past the flowerbed, Deuce attacked him from behind. Hit him with his foot on the calf, he grabbed it and began to choke. The guard disconnected pretty quickly. It remains only to hide the body between the flowerbed and the wall.
Rest. Deuce whispered to the guard. "I hope you will not wake up till morning."
Deuce went to the door and gently opened it, coming in immediately closed it behind him. Inside the bedroom there was a scent of incense and it was very dark. Sunglasses did not help to see in the dark. Only a measured sniff was barely audible in the room.
"Well, you must!" Deuce thought angrily. - "I play there in James Bond, and she sleeps! Who promised me to wait ?!"
The indignation of Deuce, unexpectedly for himself, turned into a desire.
"Well, wait, princess!" - thought Deuce, closing his eyes and taking off his glasses, - "Now I'm going to torture you!"
Dropping his glasses on the nightstand, Deuce lay down next to his girlfriend. Feeling her lips, he passionately kissed her.
The girl woke up and protested. However, she did not "mooch" for long, and after a couple of seconds she was already hugging him by the neck.
"I recognized my hero!" - Dews thought happily, beginning to undress Cleo. Shelk night was easy to take off, but with bandages had to tinker, but, in the end, they were also removed and thrown to the floor. There went and trousers of Deuce. It's not that it does not hurt them to enjoy each other.
Deuce was cut off for only about twenty minutes, but when he woke up already it was light, he could see it even through his eyelids. Finding his glasses on the nightstand, he put them on and opened his eyes. On his chest lay the elegant handle of his girl, beautiful fingers with perfect manicure, marigolds covered with turquoise varnish ...
"Stop, does Cleo use turquoise varnish?"
The back of Deuce froze with horror. His head turned to the left like a hinge. There, from under the long turquoise hair, the lilac eye gazed affectionately at him.
At this point, the quartering did not seem to Deuce a bad fate.