“I just hate this,” she finished.“You hate what you’re wearing?” I ventured, now completely lost.“I hate that I have to wear it,” Beth c...untered. “Before you moved in, I wore what I wanted. Or didn’t. Now, when you’re around, I have to put this stuff on all the time, and I just fucking hate it.”I took another sip of coffee and looked at her. I shrugged. “So do what you want,” I said. “You don’t want to wear something, then don’t. No biggie for me.” I meant it. I really didn’t care what Beth. Walker. If you make Joseline feel good, then I'll forgive you."Then she arched her back up to her and brought her face to hers. "You give a 'B+' so far for pussy-eating, but there's room for improvement." Shut the fuck up, Ms. Walker," she ordered Tiffany before going back to her snatch."Hey, be nice, Kendra, she's a model student so far," I commended Tiffany, before kissing her and having her lie back down.I let my boobs dangle over her face again as Kendra went to town on Tiffany. I had to. Lydia took Emily by the hand and the three ladies left the room to have a little private chat. Lydia’s report of the conversation made me even prouder of my new found daughter than I had previously been.“Emily, tell me the truth. You and Jeremy had sex out in the garden this evening, didn’t you?” Sally said.“Mrs. Sportwood, I will only say that in the short time that I have known Jeremy, I have come to regard him with a great deal of esteem. And I believe that he returns the sentiment. As to. The girls gave each boy everything needed to clean the shit and piss from the chairs first. All three were so cute when speaking each boy’s language to him, fluently, as they explained what the boys were to do to clean up their shit.”Mr. Mouth grabbed the maid in front of him, turned her around, and then tried to fuck her ass as he told her to fuck off, in way more words that were needed. The girl turned him around and cleaned the shit off him. His response was to tell her to be sure she got.