Usually there were four or five of them, and we all got along fine. While I played the role of host, I was more of a spectator than participant, not ...eally being involved in the activities. Maryanne was in charge of that.As usual, over the next hour or so, Maryanne had stripped for our five guests and taken them each in turn into our bedroom and fucked them. Afterwards, we all sat around in the living room sipping wine and beer, Maryanne wearing a loose bathrobe. At one point one of the guys. "I turn my back to him, and he helps me peel my dress up to expose my asshat."Ah, is this real, or a temp?" What do you think?" Woah, this says Jennifer is your Domme! Is this for real?" As real as it gets, I have been Jennifer's slave for just about fouryears now. I told you at dinner our relationship was complicated."Chapter 41Jennifer returns too quickly, surprising me. This can't be good."Welcome back, Mistress, Ed had a concern about how real the situationwas, I decided to show him what. Customer: You see that sign across the square? The one that say the Fox and Hounds Pub.Mike: Yeah.Customer: That's owned by the Brit and his friend Jeremy. They knowed Sheriff Porter real well. Most likely if anyone knows that Rose person, it will be one of them.May: Thanks.She and Mike concentrated on the greasy food. It was delicious but May could almost hear her arteries hardening. After breakfast they went back to the B&B to discuss their next move.May: What kind of B&B gives you a voucher. Concepts and whole clumps of knowledge, I suppose you could say. But over time, she has learned to ... share smaller clumps of knowledge until the sharing almost equates to sentences of thought. If we are in a hurry, I just open my mind, so to speak, and allow her to share all my thoughts. Generally, she now has little trouble in unraveling my ideas, and ... I’m gradually getting more accustomed to the sharing until I can usually ‘hear’ it in something approaching sentences.”“Well, that’s about.