"Sure, mom."I went over and took the mistletoe and hung it with ease."Well, good night, mom." Wait a minute, mister," Mom said, lightly gripping my ar.... "I expect a kiss under the mistletoe you know..."I chuckled and leaned down to kiss her. As soon as my lips touched her cheek something came over me. I can't explain it. I slid my lips over to her lips and kissed her hard. Mom moaned. I slid my hands to her breasts and kneaded them roughly through her sweater.Finally I broke the kiss and let my. I had a feeling Gazan would not make this easy for us.We contacted Will, and he met us at the shop.We told him of the presents we had left the magistrate in the old wing of the school. Will mentioned that a lot of Gazan’s people were being coerced by his assistant Sir Hall, to hole up in the brothel with him as protection.The fact I had dealt with the sons so quickly must have him anxious. I guessed word of his other boys being under arrest would make him even more concerned.Word on the wharf. She was made even more nervous by the assessing stare that John gave her. John stated, “You need to learn to relax in unfamiliar surroundings.”She replied, “I’m fine.”John laughed, “Right. You haven’t even bothered to take in your surroundings as your instructor is doing. He’ll be able to come in here a year from now and notice if anything has changed.”“John, you are extremely observant,” replied Albert. He turned to the woman. “CC, listen to him. Even in this setting, the skills that you use. She came outholding a bright yellow dress and hung it up on the bed head."I'd better change back into a pair of my own knickers" Wendy suddenlysaid. And with that she pulled my white underpants down and off of herand wriggled into a pair of dark red cotton panties she'd taken out ofthe drawer. "Put your undies back in your shorts pocket so you can changeinto them in the toilet, before you go home," she told me and so I beganto pick them up and stuff them into my shorts side pocket. "Leave mine.