“I wonder what she’s doing in the business district at this time of night.”Seeing her puzzled him. She was by herself—he had been certain that...she would be with Edwin. It was clear that she was searching for something—but what. His lazy brother had probably sent her and her new car on some sort of errand.Whatever it was, she was looking in the wrong place, because nothing and nobody inhabited the central business district at this time of night. She should have known that. He was there, of. I finally just said, "I talked to Jenny." Oh." She didn't say anything for a few minutes and I just sat there. "How long have you known?"I looked at her. "Just since Miss Squires fucked you."I said it like it was the worst thing in the world and that made me a real hypocrite since Miss Squires had fucked me too. I saw my mother's fingers turning white on the steering wheel, she was pretty angry. It was the first time she'd ever heard me swear."Amy ... I..." she was staring straight ahead, " .... So I found a pair of novices—Gressi and Tholia—and dragged them to my guest bedroom."Oh, you are so delightful," I purred, my hand sliding down to cup their round asses. They were both so cute. Their hands slid down my body, reaching for my pussy while their hot cunts humped against my thighs.I shuddered as their fingers ran through my bare pussy. Their slim fingers caressed my folds while their cheeks hollowed, mouths sucking hard to drink down my milk. They loved it, noisily suckling and. . and finally, they had arrived. The aristocrats of Paris were on the prowl. Gold jingled in their purses and thoughts of temperance were far from their minds.It was perfect.I set out from my place of rest with my cloak adorned and my cuffs buttoned ... I was ready to partake of the nightly sin that humanity had to offer.The cobble stone road clicked delightfully under my heels. Men and woman swarmed the streets. Revelry was audible from every tavern ... passion tangible from every brothel.I.