He looked at me and said in a serious manner this time “I am sorry if I offended you, I did not mean that, please forgive me madam”I said “No, y...u did not offend me, but what kind of a discount we are talking about?”He was shocked as I was hinting of my approval by then; he said “a full 20% on everything if you wear it the way it is supped to be worn?”I knew for sure he meant braless and pantie less, as this is how a nighty of this type should be worn”I slapped him on the ass playfully saying. He was a grown man, was he not? Shouldn’t it be up to him to decide when he was ready to take a wife? He was only twenty-seven. As far as he was concerned he had plenty of time. ‘Wool! Get some freshly sheared wool!’ The words caught his ear and thus tore him from his remembrance. He looked to the right and saw a young boy of maybe twelve standing in front of table piled with wool. He might have moved on if his eye hadn’t also caught sight of a beautiful but sullen looking young woman, sitting. “Yer, I’m fine this time round. I think having you with me and naked too has helped. If I was on my own I think I would feel much more insecure about showing off my titties and butterfly to the world. But come on ... tell me about Tess ... and I want to know EVERYTHING ... was she a good fuck ... or fucks ... should I say?”Keith smiled at Gemma in a way that told her that no matter who he had sex with she was still number one and Gemma smiled back and blushed a little too. She was madly in love. His blonde hair was styled in the samefashion as Mary's but instead of a bow he wore a tiara. Both had made uptheir faces in the fashion of a doll with white skin, red button lips,large rouge circles on their cheeks and dark eye makeup. I must say thatI was slightly envious of them.Scattered around the room were a variety of Maids, most had opted forthe French Maid look with the black satin and white lace dresses overmultitudinous layers of petticoats. Black mesh stockings were worn withblack.