Katherine and Mrs Marsden, the housekeeper, were looking on anxiously as Jenkins waved a bottle of smelling salts under Emily’s nose. She could only...assume that Jenkins himself had lifted her back into the chair although she had never credited him with such strength. He had only remained as their gardener as, at 68, he was too old to sign up. That’s not to say he had not tried. Emily could still remember laughing as he returned from the recruitment drive complaining that they would only sign up. My friend suggested me a beauty parlour. It was a newly started one and many of my friends had gone there and they loved the service. Every girl was complimenting about the beauty parlour lady. So even I was excited to visit and see her.I got ready and started from my place. I was wearing a short skirt and a tank top. I entered the parlour and to my surprise, the lady there was so gorgeous that I had no words. She came close to me and asked in her soft voice, “May I help you?”.I said, “I need. You feel lucky? Go on ahead."A few minutes after Newsum left Alex was startled by the report of pistol shot, and ducked behind some rocks for cover. Although the shot didn't appear to have been aimed in his direction, and had come from some distance away, it meant that either his prisoner had another gun, or someone else was out there with a gun.Five minutes later, Newsum called out, "Don't get jumpy, Alex! My horse was down an' I couldn't just leave him to be torn apart by the coyotes. I'm. What a sensation that was! I could feel my cock getting harder again and getting pinched between my leg and the table. So much for being gay! I was about to move my hand to adjust it when I heard Rita say, “Roll over. I want to do your front now.”When I did so, I got another shock. Rita was straddling me, her sex directly over my cock. It was my first look at her close up, and it took my breath away. Her long limbs, her flat abdomen, those small but inviting tits, her blazing gray eyes, her.