”Fairly innocuous instructions, but there were audible gasps and one of the older maids fainted when “Lord Paramount Harlemaine” was mentioned. ... guess work of the previous lord paramount’s death hadn’t reached here until now.Also, more to the point- Hawkins’ first name was Harlemaine? Poor bastard.Either way, once they collected themselves and the fainted maid was taken away to recover, we were taken into the manor, and whisked away to our rooms. It was a small courtyard, partly covered with a. He looked about forty-five. His hair was salt-and-pepper. He dressed formal, appearing uptight and stiff, as if to keep a steady composure and business-only stature. “It's nothing. Just personal issues I guess.” I decided to leave it at that, to not engage any further. “That's alright. There's no need to explain. You just seemed... worried, upset. Not the same as before you dashed away a moment ago.” I sighed, suddenly feeling the urge to disappear and leave the cafeteria. “It sure is busy here. Annabelle was waiting, and she was worth waiting for - couldn't have been more than a day past legal, cute little tits, round little bottom and tight enough clothes you could count the change in her pockets. I followed her wiggly little butt up the ramp and into the wings where it sounded like a thousand drunken Moose Lodge types were whooping and hollering like they had just all won at the dog track.Pretty soon a whole gang of Magic Johnson types in identical suits came barreling down the. Manya sighed and looked at him in relief and gratitude. Salman simply looked back fondly at her and something twitched between Manya’s wet loins again.In this game the youngest member had to pick a name from lots drawn and that name would have to meet with a punishment decided by the youngest member again. Deen being the youngest picked up a name and much to everyone’ surprise, it turned out to be Manya’s. He looked at his Mom and read out the selected punishment. “Make snacks for all fifty.