Laura sauntered into the richly perfumed drawing room with Julia following closely, gone was the musty and sedate aroma which had prevailed on her pri...r visit, a scantily clad maid appearing with a knowing smile and holding a tray of champagne flutes which both women sampled. The charade of a house of sobriety now put firmly to rest, the dealings of the former master of the domain having been exposed as no more than a charade itself; his portrayal as an upright and proper businessman, shielding. And it didn't take long for her to realize what she had to do. Simply relying on her stepbrother's discretion was out of the question. That would have been far too risky. He owed her nothing and her relationship was not particularly close. Rather the opposite. Since their parents had married, the two had been avoiding each other. So, she had to offer him something. Money would be an option - but somehow the idea of giving Peter some of her savings so that he wouldn't blow the whistle seemed. I kept trying to look around the bathroom, and take my attention to something else, but then I noticed her staring straight at my chest. I giggled, and said:“What are you looking at?” she stuttered.She didn’t know what to say, and instead said nothing. She reached her arm out, through the bubbles, and started to caress my soft skinned and tender breasts. I started to moan quietly, and then she suddenly let go, and looked away from me:“I’m sorry” she said “but they are just so gorgeous, I. "Marilu, is that a new lipstick you're wearing?"The men looked down, buried their heads in the fanned playing cards desperately trying to avert locking their gaze with him."Why, yes it is, Jericho. It's called Peach Rose. Would you like to try some?"He waved his hand at her in dismissal. "Now, honey, you know I would never wear a color that clashes with my outfit."The collective tension between the five men sitting at the table was evident as they peeked at each other over the cards. Spike.