Her disposition was old money, and to her it only seemed natural to treat her help like her great grandma had treated the slaves. All the Graves were...gone now except for Helen, though she held fast to her Victorian sensibilities that the town had grown up on her former fields, and should thus be held ransom to some kind of reverence. To be fair with her though, I had to admit that for a woman going on sixty she was aging with grace, and I kind of liked the idea that our impoverished burg had. I should have thought of that. We all moved into Sheila's office and exchanged contact information. It was all very comfortable til CC mentioned a reporter.When I bought the Crow's Nest, one of the first things I did was install a 10% discount for police and press. I never announced the deal, but word gets around. On any given evening, the clientele is going to be well represented by both groups. Having a reporter see CC do her fire eating act was almost inevitable. Normally that would be good.. Curtis was on one of the pool lounge chairs, on his back, Maggi was riding his cock reverse cowgirl and Natalie was standing above him with her clit just in licking range. (Just a footnote, Reverse Cowgirl with Maggi was fantastic.)Lorraine gasped and whispered “Oh my god, he was telling me yesterday he kept having the same dream, and it was that, what they’re doing! We got so turned on talking about it.” “Let’s go inside”, Lorraine said.I picked her up and walked right out of the pool with her. .. it? Oh." There could only be one thing Jeannette was referring to. "Do you need or want to talk about it?" Maybe." Jeannette sighed. "It wasn't... it wasn't like I thought it would be." Bad? Good? Or something else?" Oh, it was sort of fun, and it felt good. It sure happened faster than I thought it would." He didn't... he didn't finish and leave you... ?" Nothing like that," Jeannette said. "Do you have a few minutes? Maybe I do need to talk about it." I was going to spend this period in.