.feel the consequences.This was somewhat distracting, to say the least, and Jane was glad that her mother was doing most of the talking. But there wa... no way to simply end the conversation so she did her best to focus on what her mother was saying and reply in the right places, even as Peter leaned his head against her stomach and his hands traveled up the backs of her thighs and began caressing her behind. She felt as though she had become two people: her mother’s little girl and Peter’s. Here I was in a stranger's kitchen, dressed as a maidand pretending to be Polish. I'm not sure how I got here but as I sawit, I just needed to keep my act together for as long as it took. Andremember to give Susan a right old talking to when I saw her again."Yes, Miss Helen," I replied.I walked down the hallway and answered the door. It was Susan. Shesmiled mischievously."Ah Magda! I see you've made yourself at home!" she teased.I gritted my teeth. "What are you playing at?!" I said. Patti stood blushing a bright red as several dresses and a couple ofskirts were held up in front of him. Kim, you were such a femmy littlething wearing these frilly clothes a few years ago. What were you, ten oreleven years old when you wore this stuff? Patti is going to look like anadorable little ten year old girl in your cast-offs," Mary remarked.Finally she lifted a cotton sun dress over his head and after pulling hisarms through the correct openings she allowed it to float down over. It seemed to fulfil some deep maternal instinct to have someone resting between her breasts for pure comfort and not sex.Thinking about these things made Keith forget momentarily that he had guests to attend to. When he was back in the moment he gave a mumbled apology and asked again, “So ... what ... what brings you two girls in to see me this morning?”Tess and Tina Kingi looked at each other and giggled a bit before holding out a little parcel for Keith to take. As Keith took the little brown.