"I..." she could barely speak through her still trembling lips, "I'm real glad that you liked my work, but, well, Mr. Boss Carl, I don't really unders...and what you want me to do. To be really honest with you, I'm getting a bit worried that I may be in over my depth."Boss Carl laughed his hideous hyena laugh. "Don't sweat it, chickie. You gonna do just fine. The tests were tough because the job is tough. I won't lie to ya about that, but you came through with flying colors and there's no reason. Being shy, Mary usually stayed in her dorm room alone, while Amy went out and about. This gave Mary some free time to enjoy her secret fetish....Since a young age, Mary loved farting. Mary particularly liked hearing other girls fart, but she rarely got to enjoy that. The only times she ever heard another girl fart was by accident, and Mary had to act like she wasn't turned on.At the moment, Mary could only make do by farting by herself and enjoying the sensation of it.Now that morning classes. Guinevere was nowhere in sight."She is in her chambers," replied Lancelot."She's not hungry? Is she sick?" She is very well." But she's not here." She eats with her servants." I thought she would eat with the king, since she is the queen, you know." This is for the King and his noblemen. No woman comes here unless requested not even the queen." No woman?" Jacob replied with surprise."Sometimes women dance for our pleasure." Oh." That was a weird rule. Jacob always found dinner more entertaining. More than once, she thought she caught exchanges of looks between them that implied something personal, something that might have easily been interpreted as looks of adoration, or at least mutual desire. Lust?It would be understandable if that were the case, since Alma Van Buskirk and Elmer were both vibrant, attractive people. In fact, Alma had that same air of elegance as Ms. Sellers, but with a European flair.Of course that kind of thing was certainly not unheard of, but as open as it was,.