"It took Anson all his control to keep his face straight. "Between getting settled and my duties I had no spare time to indulge in social calls. Pleas..., convey my apologies to Miss Elizabeth. I shall call upon her in the next days to make good for my omission."A satisfied smile flitted over Maynard's lips. "Oh, you cannot know! My daughter is visiting with her aunt in Plymouth to get a little exposure to society." Your sister's win is my loss," Anson replied, giving a show of relief. Maynard's. Unable by now to resist, I lifted her dogtooth knee length skirt and discovered that she did wear stockings. I cheekily pinged a suspender against her clenched buttock then worked my fingers round to her by now humid lady garden. I started to pull the gusset to one side when Wendy suddenly slapped my hand before telling me there wasn't time apart from time for her to give me a taste of things to come. She immediately dropped to her knees, unzipped my flies and released my straining tumescence.. I'm sure my mother felt the same.She nodded. "Only for tonight. Remember, it's for my career. I could receive a big promotion in the next few years." Okay.... so.... how should we start."There was a sudden blank look on my mother's face."I don't have the slightest idea. You're the expert, remember?" I guess so." Well then, Mr. Expert, how should we begin?" she asked in a slightly sarcastic and playful tone.This time, I was the one with the blank look for a moment. "I guess you should start by. I figured that, at the the rate they were going, I could pay for repairing the damage by selling the lead from all those bullets!The door was thick and made of hickory, so it was going to take them a month of Sundays to knock it down just by shooting at it. I hoped that they kept wasting their ammunition shooting at that door; the more they shot at it, the less they would have to shoot at me. Now that I had calmed down, I realized that I needed to shoot something more accurate than my pistols,.