‘Do you like that?’ she asked. I didn’t answer, but moved my fingers around in the hair and suddenly felt two lips, which were ever so soft and... easily parted to allow my fingers to enter a soft wet spot located deep between her legs. As I moved my fingers around this wondrous spot it became more moist. A fragrance unlike any I’d known before began to fill the air. It did not smell bad, just kind of a musk scent. Miss Lucy leaned over slightly and kissed me on the cheek and then the side. And since she wasfeeling so much better, she'd go out and take care of the chopping whilethe Wolf bundled up under her extra snugly comforter on her bed so hecould keep warm.Well, both Grandma and the Wolf were pretty stubborn, so there was somefriendly and a touch not so friendly arguing over that bit. At one point,the Wolf said he couldn't climb under the covers because his clothes wereway too dusty from traveling all the way to Grandma's with the tea, and hehadn't brought any pajamas to. 'Thank you, master. Now, can I take your coat?'It had been a frenetic couple of days. Carol had made mepractice everything about being a female my walk, my voice, mybehaviour, even how to handle my bustle, and now I felt prettyconfident I could handle virtually everything that might comealong.I took his coat to the cloakroom, and followed him into thelounge.'Well, I'm really impressed,' he said, his eyes running up anddown my body. 'When Carol said she'd get a Victorian maid, Inever realised. I brushed my teeth and got into the shower. The water felt great as I washed the dried cum from my body. I dried off, brushed my hair and went into the bedroom. The guys had gone. My new panties laid across the pillow with my stockings folded alongside them spelling TY. I smiled to myself.I put on my robe and went in search of Martin. In the kitchen I found his note GONE FISHING. I frowned. I needed to know how he felt, his thoughts, his emotional state. I needed to talk to him.What would I say.