She thought about what he had requested. She didn't want to do it, but she had to do this to stay in school. With trembling fingers, she reached up an... unbuttoned her blouse. Pulling the bottom of the blouse from her skirt, she stood there with the blouse parted just enough to give glimpses of her breasts.She took a deep breath and said, "I can do it. It's just walking around with my shirt open. Women do that every day." No they don't!" she said.Her hands moved of their own accord as if to redo. For a first course I would prepare a crayfish and crab salad with guacamole, served with a chilled dry white wine. For the main course, chicken breasts stuffed with pate in a mushroom and brandy cream sauce, served with baby new potatoes, baby leeks and green beans. For pudding I would serve a forest fruit pavlova with lots of whipped cream. Whilst You were eating I would make sure I was at hand to keep Your glasses topped up and for any task that You may set me.After each course I would clear. On the dorm room couch the girls stare in rapt attention at the screen, only their hands moving, massaging each others legs. Absent-mindedly, Veronica pulls her skirt up. She’s wet enough to stain the couch. Sara turns slowly to look at her, but her eyes are glued to the screen. Sara stands up and kneels before her and buries her face in her cunt. Hair splayed over legs. Sara laps. The girl in the video’s mouth is wrapped around the puppet’s cock. The two minor puppeteers caress her back with. The girl smiled."Man trouble! Thanks for not saying 'Boy trouble'" She sighed and stiffened, squaring her shoulders and reaching for her coffee. After a sip, she looked at her mother and said, "No, not 'Man trouble', not really. And I absolutely don't want to tell - it's all too - well, embarrassing. But, the awful truth must come out." She hesitated."The confessional screen is up. Confess your sins and do your penance like a man. Well, like my daughter anyway."Catherine still hesitated."Tell.