I'm not going to let you make a mockery of real maids andhow hard they work. For the next few months, you're my sissy, no oneelse's. And you will be g...od at it."Months? My eyes widened. No one anything about months. No one saidanything about Molly turning into Sergeant Fury. I just thought I'd wearthe clothes and lounge on the couch.Molly -- Mistress -- looked at me again. She grinned and winked, the firsthuman reaction she had had for hours. I relaxed. This was going to beokay.Wasn't it?* *On. I don't know why I said it but one statement really turned everything around when I said, "I bet that when the cameras comes on you'll have more in common with overcooked spaghetti then anything else." Look at little Miss Prude, you'll be the last person that would go on camera," said Brenda.They all started to laugh. If there was one thing that got my blood boiling it is to be laughed at."Don't think I couldn't make a movie," I said with just a bit of fire in my voice."Sit down Steph," Roger. It was this open approach that so frustrated his ex partners. In truth, the man wasn't a hypocrite. He warned every one of them on their first night. He had no plans for a 'long term relationship' and absolutely no intentions of ever getting married. What drove the eligible spinsters to distraction was that Jack Bentley stuck to his convictions. Older past partners tried to warn their ambitious younger sisters that the man was a confirmed bachelor but they invariably failed. Jack's good looks. Not wasting any time I pulled her to my arms and kissed. She was moaning as she was not fulfilled a long time. I pressed her boobs wildly. She behaved a beast. I kissed her with force. Now I took off her T-shirt. She wore a red bra. I pressed her boobs over a bra and kissed her bra. She was then unconscious. This was my first time touching woman boobs skin to skin. So I thought I found a heaven’s gift. Then she winked me to take my clothes out. I took my shirt and pant off. She helped me taking.