We spotted you right away. If you don't mind my saying so, after one look, I was very eager to meet you."Flag Girl for the first time noticed that the...young man was very handsome. And he seemed nice enough. Still... "Don't try to take advantage of me," Flag Girl warned."I wouldn't think of it. Now, if you'll just follow me." Ah, you must be the young lady they call Flag Girl," said Moulton, hurrying up to her and bowing to kiss her hand."How'd you know?" she asked.Moulton looked up at her. She. I opened the door to find a young lady standing on the porch with a large manila envelope in her hand. ?Can I help you,? I said. ?Mr. Janis?? ?Yes.? ?My name is Bridget Sir, I have some important papers for you to look at, may I come in.? Now I’m not in the habit of letting young girls into my house. She looked like she was about 14 or 15. She had black hair and dressed a little Goth. She looked slightly familiar but I couldn’t quite place her. She looked harmless. "Sally was always goodhearted to a fault, so she said, "Certainly, you kin have a cup. Ya're welcome to supper, too, ifen ya haven't eaten yet." Ma'am, that's right generous of ya. I really would appreciate a plate of whatever ya'll are havin'. It looks mighty good, an' I ain't had nothin' but a scrap of rabbit fer a couple of days."That was enough to trigger Sally's mothering reflex, and she fixed the boy a heaping plate of the antelope roast and pinto beans that we were all having. The boy. I picked up the chair and turned towards her, staring at the object, waiting. "I think it would please these men if you did a little strip tease for them, wouldn't it slave? Make it good, and you sure as hell better take your time," she added the last part in a harsh whisper. "Yes, Mistress, if it pleases you, Mistress." My hands were already at my ass, slowly running their way to my hips and up my stomach, cupping my breasts and letting my head fall back with a moan. My fingers deftly undid.