Turn around, Sis he said from between her legs and she complied eagerly. She put her knees beside his head, straddling his mouth so he could lick her ...o orgasm. Within minutes he had her squealing with joy as an orgasm wracked her petite body. She rode his tongue for another few minutes as she came again and again, until his face was wet and sticky with her juices. Exhausted, she fell off his face and onto the colorfully dotted sheet, still shivering with little post-orgasmic spasms. I was. He has given me so many gifts, and I could go my own way?but he’s fascinated by me, somehow. Who knows why? I’m just a nice kid who used to be his copy aide?that’s right, I was a Xerox girl. I can’t type to save my life, and Brinker needed lots of that done.And then one day I was in Brinker’s office and saw his copy of ?Pain Shack? magazine, and when he came in, I had his copies, with the magazine on top. I was just a kid then, and a little worried he might fire me. But his reaction was rather. I am Lady Heather Westbrook. You are?’ ‘Good mornin, ma’am,’ said the young man. ‘I am William Franklin, and this is my fiancée, Renee St. Claire.’ ‘She is French, I assume,’ said Heather. The young lady smiled. ‘Oui,’ she said softly. ‘She doesn’t speak much English, milady, but she’s a hard worker. As am I.’ ‘Very well. William, you will work in the stables. Renee, you can work in the kitchen.’ A few hours later, at dusk, Heather decided to take her horse, Blossom, out for a night ride. She. I took a deep breath and started to look again for the journals secret place. Where would I put something like that. It wasn't under the bed, too obvious. Wardrobe ? No...I looked everywhere. I plopped down onto the bottom of the bed. I sat there for a few seconds. The foot end of the bed felt harder than it did at the side where I had the rabbit episode. I slid my hand under the duvet...nothing! I lifted the mattress slightly and there it was. Doodles of cocks and tits and pussies on the.