For the first few months after her arrival, the annexe was quiet as Sir Horace was away in London for the season. Like the most of the staff at the ha...l, most of the annexe staff had followed Sir Horace to London where he also kept two houses. Mrs Hawclough saw that Faith and Peggy were kept busy cleaning and polishing but once a couch or a cabinet was cleaned it could be covered in a dust cloth so as to save them the bother of cleaning it again. In truth this work fell almost entirely to Faith. She brought back a breast menu. "Sir, are you looking for a dinner item or just entertainment?" Just tits for a bit of fun." Mr. Johansson looked though the menu. There were front and side shots of almost every breast shape imaginable; round, pointed, big, small, a smorgasbord of breastly goodness. "I like them all. Just bring me a half dozen different shapes. Make them young and firm, and big nipples. I love big nipples."A naked French maid arrived with the Margarita. Mr. Johansson sat back. "I looked closer at the woman. Her clothes were not of this era; they were very old fashioned. I turned up to look at her face. It looked so familiar. I was positive I'd seen her before. But I couldn't place her.She noticed my puzzlement. She finally took pity on me, and asked me to sit. I sat on one of the travel trunks and she took a position on a stool that was still there. She looked at me for a short time, and then spoke."You did a great kindness not very long ago. You entertained an old. "Thanks, I think I will," he told me and walked off.Aaron was waiting by my locker after school with the same question and I steered him towards Tracy. I approached Jake Webster, who was back to normal, color-wise, and told him to ask Marie. Of course I had to explain to everyone that I would be out of town that weekend, which meant I'd actually have to leave. Oh well.Tracy and Allison drafted me that Saturday to help them pick out dresses. We rode is Tracy's little Toyota to Billings and I.