Idon't much like them bouncing around when I'm in my nightie anyway.In my original story, that Janet got her hair chopped into a short bob on thefirst...Wednesday trip down town. I definitely didn't want to do that yesterdaybecause I love the feel of my long hair around my shoulders when I can releasemy bun at night. It really suits the Edwardian appearance of the uniformnightie, with its big round frilly collar and puffed short sleeves. Anyway, Iwant to see what it's like at home, in nicer. A scullery maid came out of the kitchens and skittered to a halt as she saw the man sitting at the mistress's table, he turned and looked at her. "Would you please inform your mistress that she has company, child" her mouth hanging open, not saying a word she nodded and ran back into the kitchen. The girl ran up and started to shake Harriet's arm, babbling about handsome knights and the main table. Harriett gently cuffed the girl on the side of her head and told her to get ahold of herself and. And they were obviously trying to be quiet. Talking in hushed voices. I peeked, and saw they had beer and some magazines. I decided to stay where I was until they left. I was curious about why they were trying to be so secretive and wanted to spy on them. They started drinking, and to my virginal fifteen-year-old horror, I saw the magazines were porn.’ Danny laughed. ‘Seniors in high school who like looking at porn. I can’t imagine that.’ ‘You never have, of course.’ ‘No, of course not,’ he. " What are you doing to me," she gasps. " What are you playing at?" " Just relax and let it happen," I told her softly. " You know what's happening. You'll find it'll be just fine." Her eyes are wide as she stared at me, not really believing I was doing this to her. She seems to give a little blink each time I push in a little further. " Are you raping me?" she asked, suspicion plain in her voice. I gave another thrust while shaking my head. " I wouldn't do that," I assured her. One last thrust.