Being a strong fearless young man he had always done wild and crazy things, and had won every bet he had ever taken. Thinking this latest one would b... no different! The bet was that he had to go to the Rusty Duck a notorious lesbian and bisexual hang out that had a reputation for the meanest Bull Dyke's and Mistress's one could imagine. He was to act like a young submissive male bottom and kiss the meanest of these women right on the lips. The bet entailed only two things, one it had to be. The way it worked would be that only ladies were allowed in during the show and afterwards it was opened to allow men in after they paid a large cover charge. Then they had a chance to score with a horny, half drunken woman. Since I was still the rookie I would wind up in the least desirable location where there were generally fewer women. Up to this point I had yet to actually fuck a woman as part of the show. Like all strippers I'd had customers fondling and sucking me and most nights I came,. Anne had only had one after moving to London for the Season, and the same was true of Alice. In the dressing room, a maid introduced herself as Dorcas and said that she had hung up the clothes. She adjusted the bath to Violet’s preference and assisted her in undressing.Violet lounged in the bath, with Dorcas sometimes warming it from one of the kettles on the hob. When it was either get out or fall asleep in the bath, Violet soaped herself, rinsed off, and got out. Dorcas dried her and led her. As Liz rewound and watched again, her hands on her legs started rubbing her inner thigh, slowly, and got closer and closer to her pussy lips…“No!” Liz shouted loudly as she removed her hands from her labia. She refused to think about her own daughter while masturbating. Liz glanced around to make sure no one heard her but then drunkenly remembered that she was still sitting, totally naked, in her bedroom. James had designed their room to be soundproof. Yet another unnecessary thing for him to.