Perhaps I should explain, Andrew is in fact the fifth earl of…well perhaps that’s not relevant, no names no pack-drill as they say in the services... no spot-on declarations of his tittle will help our tale anyway, just think nearly a Downton Abby, with Andrew the hereditary master, having recently taken over from his late ‘Daddy’, who was now confined to an institution, the boy has money to burn, a huge estate that surprisingly pays for itself, growing and supplying supermarkets with peas and. (Fortunately, he had only gotten involved in the first place after checking her 'monthly' schedule.)With these brains, this guy should've been czar!First of all, Catherine was a BIG girl, over six feet, and our faithful servant, try as he might, never remembered bottoming out. Fact was, she had a special bathtub because her hips were so wide, but not from fat! She was 'big boned' (no pun intended, yet).So, this one night, right after her latest period, he sneaks into her chamber, naked, and. She smiled and said, “I don’t think he’s quite ready to sleep yet.” I smiled and twitched my cock at her.Debby began unbuttoning the nightgown. Halfway through, she reached into my closet and threw me my silk bathrobe, and a pair of silk pajama bottoms. “Why don’t you go down and pour us a couple of brandies? I’ll be down in a few minutes.”I was grinning as I slipped on the robe and went down the hallway. Liquor usually got Debby horny, brandy got her very horny. I went downstairs to the den. The good news was that it was in my home town and the even better news was, there was a softball tournament there at the same time.The school had made a deal with a hotel and both baseball and softball teams were staying in the same hotel. Jill, Mary, and I agreed we would have to careful as they would have personal bedchecks every night. We did work out a schedule between practices, meals, and games when we could get together in the mornings or afternoons for some fun.I wanted Jill and Mary to.