It is beautiful, yet scandalous. I like it, but I would die if it were seen by anyone save my husband. Can you accept that this painting may never be ...hown to anyone?”Melissa nodded. She had been aware of this right from the start. For a woman of Lady Lambert’s standing, this painting could mean her social ruin.“I shall pay for your work, Melissa,” Ellen said softly, “but then I will hide the painting until my husband has a chance to give his opinion.”The women returned to the Manor, and Ellen. Then, surprising herself, the words seeming to come out without any instructions from her mind, she said: "Take my shorts down. Use your mouth on my naked cunt. Oooh, Valerie, please suck me off!"She blushed and Valerie smiled triumphantly.The dark-haired beauty unsnapped the waistband and slowly drew the zipper down. The shorts wedged open and Valerie's tongue slurped at Cindy's plump cunt mound. Then she began to tug the shorts down over Cindy's ass and hips. Cindy squirmed, helping her. The. Archer nodded his head."I wasn't entirely truthful with you the other night. There weren't others I knew ... there was only one. And I wasn't the teacher, I was the pupil. I met him over in the Middle East when I was posted as an asset for the Israelis during the October War. I was a young soldier, full of piss and vinegar, when I got my ass handed to me by a couple of yahoos on a tear. He found me in the alley, beaten and bloody, and he asked me if I wanted to learn how to fight. I told him I. That had happened lots of times, even when we were small. We didn’t think anything about it. It wasn’t much, either, just stood out and then didn’t.’ We nodded, liking her story as the bottle passed. After Mary had had a sip, she looked up and exclaimed softly: ‘Oh gosh! I forgot all about that! A couple of years later they moved to the Continent, his father was a banker. Can’t remember when we last saw them. … Hm-hmm! Maybe just as well.’ ‘Why? Forgot what?’ someone else asked. There followed.