We were near what was called the bunkhouse, where the male staff had their rooms and kitchen, and several of the men invited us to lunch with them. Cu...ious, we made our way inside, to find Jenny and Charity serving a hot luncheon in the dining area attached to the large kitchen. Most of the men came in, to wash and be seated, and we joined them at a one of several large trestle-type tables. Lunch consisted of a good vegetable soup and several meat sandwiches. I should note that while nothing of. For the vast majority of them, all that happened was that they got into their pajamas, brushed their teeth, turned off the light, and crawled into bed. Soon they would sleep and the night would pass without incident.But in two houses, one on Moro Street and the other on Elderberry Lane, nobody could go to sleep at all, because there was excitement in spades.Jack Ross was a pretty normal guy, and that meant he'd had an erection off and on for much of the night. He liked Amanda Thurlow a lot, and. Last night Gracie told me that Charlie has a fetish for middle-aged cougar cunts. I plan to volunteer to become one of his cougar slaves. Henrietta has volunteered to join me in our kinky fetish.While Gracie is getting ready for school, I am getting ready for Charlie. My preparations not only include a regular shower, but also a double dose of enemas and douches. I want to be perfectly clean and ready for anything that he wants me to do – or wants to do to me. My game plan is to go to his house. “And Dennis ... he makes me feel, uhm ... good ... in a special way.”“Yes,” said Mr. Simple, “I could tell that. He seems very skilled at ... pleasing you.”I giggled inside. This seemed to be headed right where I wanted it. I’d talk dirty to this horny old man for a while. That might change his mood a little.“Mr. Simple...” I said. “I trust you. I feel like I can discuss this stuff with you ... stuff like this.”“Yes, my dear,” he said, and I giggled to myself again. A moment ago he was going to.