I drove through the gate and didn’t stop right away, going on through about an extra hundred feet or so. Wren was giving me the bird. Syndy closed t...e gate and they started for the truck, as they got almost to it I drove forward a little.“Please Tim, I am sorry.”When they opened the door of the truck, to get in, I said. “You can sit up front with me now.”Syndy got in the middle spreading her legs. Reaching over I felt her bare pussy; it was like a swamp.“Wren put your feet up on the dash and. It explained why his voice was so raspy and quiet. How he survived such a wound I do not know.”My assumptions had proven true and that filled me both with elation and fear. He was the man who had held my father and Ruben prisoner, but I still had to prove he was the beast. He could be the beast’s master, sending it to do his bidding, or he may be serving the beast. Still, I would need to be wary of him and make sure that I hid my presence, I hoped that my visits had not put the village in. Though the broker requested me to keep Bilkis as my maid between two of them but I refused Bilkis and kept Bobby. (Please read the story about Bobby titled “My Sweet Maid Bobby” to enjoy how I fucked her).Bobby worked for one year in my house and once her father took her to see her ailing mother and did not return. Then I called the broker and told him to manage another girl for me. He informed me that he had no girl in his hand at that time, but if I agree to appoint Bilkis then he could try. Do I make myself clear?’ I said that it was perfectly clear and she dismissed me. The first few days passed uneventfully. I learned my duties from Jenkins and did my utmost to fulfill them. I was somewhat surprised by the number of ladies who occupied rooms throughout the upper storeys of the house and the number of ladies who visited Mistress Pickles. I made no enquiry and kept myself to myself. On the Friday evening I was instructed to retire early to my room and not leave it unless.