It wasn’t exactly love for Mr. B, but my career made a traditional marriage pretty unlikely. This ‘alliance’ reminded me of arranged marriages, ...hich are common in some societies, but in this case, the bride got to be a party to the arranging.‘I’ll make no promises, Mr. B, but I’ll try to bring them all here on Sunday. I’ll explain it to my mother. I’m sure she’ll take care of the children while we do the third treatment. In the meantime we have to do the second. Roll up your sleeve.’Once. "Masters and Acolytes may I present to you Miss Charlotte Beason,"Edward beamed.The Masters were all dressed in black silk robes tied at the waist;Charlotte thought she recognised some of them either from pictures inthe press and perhaps some might even be acquaintances of MajorReginald Beason (Rtd), her father. Not that it mattered; discretionwas one of the most valued attributes that Acolytes possessed. TheAcolytes of course were dressed in their green velvet evening gowns butsome of them. We had pretty much gotten all settled in by the end of the week, only a few odds and ends to be seen too, one of which was unpacking and rearranging my room just a bit. Mom had planned on helping me sort through things and getting situated before I had to head off to my own part-time job later that afternoon. I figured it was time to reveal the contents of the envelope, and let her be aware of them, though Danny and I had already discussed doing it this way, and not letting on that we'd already. I walked into the hall bathroom and shut the door, turning on only the shower light, which was very dim. I whipped out my dick and started rubbing it; I saw a bit of lavender oil on the countertop, and squirted some on my dick, and then started masturbating rapidly; I was already about to cum, but I slowed down and held it. Once the sensation had gone away, I started in again; my dick was getting so hard it almost hurt, but that made it better. Suddenly, I noticed that the water had stopped;.