A bounder is of course a gentleman who is not one by behavior. A cad or blaggard even. A dishonest scoundrel not to be trusted or permitted into noble...or polite society. Yeah, that’s me. There are lots of noble cads and bounders in the studbooks of the imperial peerage and the highest levels of the aristocracy, and I’m undoubtedly just one of countless troublemaking young scions of the empire, albeit of a much more minor family. I didn’t however think that I was that notorious or infamous, even. Jaye, still nervous, gushed and said she was having a wonderful time. She licked her lips and told him she was discovering so many new things to see and do. How did she like the beach? She blushed and told him it was her second favorite thing about Jamaica. What was her first? "The time I've been able to spend with my husband, of course!" (Trying to regain control of the situation) "Is your husband enjoying the beach as well?" She disengaged her hand nervously. "He seems to be." Just then the. Heeven had a candle-lit dinner all set for his Mistress when she returnedhome. As his Lady entered she smiled to him and motioned for him torise. "Come, help me change and we can begin, all right?" he noddedand followed her into the bedroom, aiding in slipping the blouse and skirt fromher, removing the stockings and high heeled shoes. He fetched her moreleisurely outfit of a night gown. The night was late and the meal small, asthey had all night to unwind after a long week. She smiled to. When I saw them on the street or in a department store, I'd furtively follow them, captivated by the assertive click-click-click of their powerful high heels, their long painted nails, and the shape and movement of their ample bosoms. I was thrilled when I got close enough to smell their perfume.But that's as far as it went. I was, after all, a shy, scrawny 14-year-old with what Margie led me to believe was a laughably small penis. Besides, she threatened to cut it off if I ever came on to a.