After lunch we went swimming and Auntie decided to stay at home to do chores, after about an hour of teasing I stormed off telling Catherine she was a...bitch and that I hated her. When I reached the cottage I slammed the door and rushed to my room shouting about how much I hated her, Auntie came up to the room and asked what had happened between us, I burried my head and tried to avoid the question but after about ten attempts Auntie said she knew, She had heard everything and a she had washed. But there seemed to be someone I didn't know in the tub. Mom had short brown hair and this woman appeared to have long hair. I casually walked outside through the french doors. "Hello, what's new?" She jumped up quickly and I couldn't help but see she was naked. But this lady was beautiful and I could see her huge tits and clean pussy as she quickly covered herself up. I could see she had long wavy blond hair. But I couldn't tell if she was a true blond. I was sort of amused by the whole. The soiree broke up a little after midnight, for the main protagonist showed signs of fatigue after a more than taxing day. One of the last to leave was Mr. Barstow, who again made it a point to assure Priscilla of his support in whatever she needed in the aftermath of the trial. Rose stood by her friend's side when she watched the prosecutor leave."You have made quite the impression on Barstow." He is a good man," Priscilla sighed. "Would I had met him or a man like him rather than the ninny I. My blush does not go unnoticed by the cashier, a young-looking girl with dimples who looks at Mistress and winks conspiratorially.I take the two paper bags of groceries and follow the tug of the leash as Mistress walks briskly back to the car. After putting the bags on the floor of the back seat, I once again buckle up in front. Mistress drives us to the lingerie store, where she informs me she has a special purchase to make. When we walk in, the clerk barely gives me a second glance. Mistress.