" Sarah was horrified as there were so many people standing around who would see her later on at the conference and once again she felt so humiliated....However, she knew she had to follow Yvonne’s orders. There were several gasps from those close-by and looks of wonderment as Sarah untied the thong g-string and let it fall on a chair before stepping over to Abigail and without waiting eased herself down across her lap. She did love the feel of her bare tummy on Abigail's bare thighs as Abigail. ‘Well, it’s time to take you home,’ he told her as he picked up her bag. ‘Gramps, I’m not going back to the farm with you,’ she said. ‘What! It’s your home, girl.’ ‘It hasn’t been my home for a long time, Gramps, and I won’t live under the same roof with her. Besides, I’ll be emancipated in the next few weeks, if she doesn’t fight me on it,’ she explained. ‘I love you, Gramps, but this is what is best for me.’ ‘But you’re so young, Kitty.’ ‘There’s nothing that I need to know to live outside. There were no support groups for men who were abused by the females in their lives. Those poor bastards received no help. I had seen the way my aunt treated my uncle. Oh, she never hurt him physically that I knew of but she often spoke ill of him and belittled him, though never to his face. She was a treacherous and manipulative snake. What if the woman I married turned out to be just like her? I wasn’t a great judge of character as far as women were concerned, how in hell was I supposed to. "We all sat down for another nice meal. The students had been taught table manners as a course in school. The two newcomers were quite worried and tried to copy what they saw the rest of us do. They were hungry or at least wanted to fit in and have someplace to stay. I knew where each of them would fit.We discussed politics while the dishes were removed. The two new ones stayed quiet and there was no need to belittle them in this setting. The girls were sent to their studies and I was left with.