It was a long shot, but she might be a member of the Blue Shirt Gang. If I were what was upsetting her, it was time for me to disappear. I turned towa...d the wet-lands and crossed the road to reach them. Conveniently, there was sort of a natural bridge along here where I could walk between ponds without getting my feet wet.Yeah, there it was. As soon as I turned away from the road, the woman’s disquiet disappeared. Dammit, she had to be a member of the Blue Shirt Gang. I walked in among the. "I know you were listening at the door you stupid bugger I could see your shadow under it, I think we have some unfinished business". I turned round and started to tell her that she had no right to tell M the things she had, but she shouted me down. She told me in no uncertain terms that she would tell her best friend anything she wanted and it was me in the wrong for listening. She went on to say that I still owed her an hour and a half under her and told me to go and lie down on the crush. When Master J walked in the front door, I had showered, placed the dinner in the oven and completed all but two items on my chore list. I knelt at the door. He patted my head when he walked in and ripped the note off my back. “Stay,” he said, as he opened it and read its contents. I kept my head bowed in deference even though I wanted with all of me to know what the doctor had written. “Says here, ‘patient is too proud of her appearance and is oversexed. Despite these liabilities, she is fit. He knew as I did, it was just a matter of time before his cock would be finding pleasure in there, between my thighs, 'Fucking Jail Bait', he called me and I responded by turning on the landing above him, and pulling my vaginal lips and outer labia apart and pissing down the stone steps to where he wanked himself, looking up into the girlish pinkness of my inner cunt, seeing my finger abuse my swollen clitoris.After that scene, I would pass his open door, an invitation to go inside, where he.