We shan’t need the full herd, shall we?”The next morning, Richard rode over to High Matcham and came back with Ellen’s old clothes, her cloak an... her hat. Harriet Carter’d had them washed and stored away, assuming that Ellen might reclaim them one day. The entire group of adults set out for the river bank, close to the small copse of wood where Richard had redeemed himself over four years ago. The young lad who tended the sheep was waiting there already, and Ricky was out of the coach in a. "Glad to make you of service."Then returning to be more serious, she continued, "Please be gentle with Sam and go real slow. I know how tight she is and I was actually the one who took her cherry as we played 'hair brush handles' with each other a couple of months ago."I thought I had almost killed her when she cried out and bled. My dad had broken my cherry, finger fucking me, way long ago."Then Judy thoughtfully said, "I think I was maybe five or six at the time."Anyway, I don't remember much. Miss Angel also told methat there were different kinds of slaves and that I would meet them intime.When Miss Angel had finished washing me she had me to get out of thetub. Then she dried me off with a plush towel. Then she powered my bodyI was feeling even more feminine than ever. As Miss Angel was justfinishing powering my body Miss Jennifer walked with the cutest littlepower blue bra and panties set. She handed them to Miss Angel and saidhere Angel put this on her. As Miss Angel was sliding. Once they were shown in however, the impression changed. She could see the Carters’ personality in the way the entrance hall was furnished. The Carters, with Harriet in the lead, came to greet them.“Doña Maria, I am so delighted that you found the time to respond on such short notice,” Harriet smiled taking in her visitor’s appearance. “If I may say so, you look wonderful tonight.”“I just could not stand grey and black anymore,” Maria answered, delighted by the honest praise and aiming to.