"Don't worry, she knows what she's doing." I said placing a hand on Lauren's arm. Her smile returned instantly, and I suspected there would be troubl... later, but for the moment I went with it."No. She will pick something to embarrass me, like she always does." She looked so sad, I couldn't help but feel bad for her."Then we will be embarrassed together won't we? I won't leave you high and dry up there, I promise." I moved my hand from her arm to her hand, bringing back that smile. Oh yeah,. Half of the office, already views you as effeminate. It'll just givethem something else to gossip about."Jack didn't know how to process that so he just kept quiet. The weekpassed without incident and it was Saturday morning of the second week.That morning Rose seemed to take great delight in cinching Jack into hiscorset. It took considerable effort; but as promised she drew it in aninch less than the previous week. Rose and Jack sat in the kitchen for alight breakfast. As Jack served Rose. "Kinda figured they wouldn't say no, if I was standing right there in front of them," she said, as if asking if he approved. "I dunno," he said taking the hat off his head and scratching the top of his head. "Your Dad was mighty pissed. When you left and headed for New York of all places." "Yeah. Still haven't talked to him since I left. Talked to mom though, a couple of times," she said. "Well tell you what," Rick said. "I'll escort you over. If they don't take you in. Jack still owes me a. The house was a large 7bedroom retreat, once renovated from a dilapidated bed and breakfast. Each bedroom in the house had its own en-suite, a large open plan kitchen, a dining room which was converted from an old bar. The house was festively decorated and had a wall of portraits in the main corridor of Jill and her family. Jill’s husband Derek was due back home in a week’s time. He worked away a lot with his job as an airline pilot and had been trying to convince Jill to become a kept.