" Mary curtsied, and then scurried from the room. The maid waited with the patience of her class, standing in the hall in case her mistress should cal... for her.It was nearly half of an hour past when Miss Amanda finally emerged from her rooms. Mary could see that the pale lovely face was a bit flushed. As for that morning oddity, Mary could see not a hint of it beneath her mistress's flowing skirts. Curtsying again, Mary slipped into the room in to make sure all was in order.As she pulled off. She had a young pretty face with a few freckles over her nose and cheeks. The red mist had settled over everything and I was almost deaf to her pleas."Please, Mister," she croaked again. "Please, I'll do anything if you don't hurt me."Hurt you, I'm going to listen to you scream and beg for mercy before I've finished with you, I thought. Somehow, her small freckles looked bigger now and they flashed red in my eyes."Please," she begged again.I squeezed my left hand harder but it wouldn't obey. I was listening And Jane told me that Saima was also pretty interested about going to the club. Did Saima told you about this?.Now I was totally stuck and seemed having no options…Yes she discussed with me.So what do you say… As you said it looked like no problem to you and as Jane says Saima is also interested… Well I am not pushing you but if you are interested tell me by tomorrow so I can make reservations at the club.I said, Ok John, let me ask Saima and will text you by evening.Alright!!... ” I calmed down. It took a lot for him to tell me this. I continued, “To tell the truth, I think it’s pretty hot that you can talk about being with another guy. Tommy, you are showing me you are human. The world isn’t straight or gay. There are lots of things in between. It’s all OK. Really, as long as you don’t want to do sheep, I’m good with it. I draw the line at animals.” We both laughed and touched. Then he confessed his sex fantasy for his old schoolmate, who I should not name. He is.