“Very well, I shall summon Geoffrey, shall we say tomorrow, two of the clock, shall we meet here?”I thought of the fragrant Miss Fanshawe that eve...ing when I took my ease with Maisey my upstairs maid, I imagined it was Miss Fanshawe’s lips around my member not Maiseys, that it was Miss Fanshawe’s moans from the intrusion of my fingers and her moans when I twisted her teats. It troubled me considerably that I desired Miss Fanshawe so much that mistaking the maid for Miss Fanshawe in my mind it. ”The bathroom door opened down the hall. Heather soon joined us in my room.“What’s the plan?” she asked.“I’m leaving you two alone,” Lara said.“You want to go fishing again?” Heather asked her. “Frej said he’d take us out tomorrow night if we wanted.”We looked at each other with grins. “Definitely!”“Cool. I’ll let him know. It’s the only night he can do it, because the weekend is pretty busy with vacationers. It’s also kind of late in the season for most things, but we should be able to get. Uh... are you okay with what happened last night?" he asked hesitantly."I don't know," Janice said and took a deep breath. "I... I... feel like such a slut. Yet, I also feel so... so... I don't know... desirable I guess is the word." Janice rolled over, looking at the ceiling. It was great having all those men vying for my attention. Then those two, what were their names? Tom and Jerry. Yea, right! But I do have to say they had nice coc... oh, I'm sorry," Janice said, fearing she had gone too. "Yea, I think I may need to be taken care of." Hmm. Well, we need to figure out what is wrong with you so we can figure out the best course of treatment for you."Jessica stood up, took my hand and pulled me up. I stood up and looked at her. She still had that funny look on her face, a look I had never seen before."Follow me." She said as she held my hand while we walked down the hallway into her bedroom.I couldn't remember the last time I had been in her bedroom. I was probably 10 years old. I.