In the eyes of the Creator, my life is no more important than that of anyone else.’ By the beginning of May, the flooding in the farming areas had p...rtially receded. Water still continued to pour off the mountains, but the dam’s engineers had managed to lower the level of the reservoir to a level that no longer put the structure in immediate danger. Finally Dukov was able to leave the crews on the water and go into the mountains to examine the hillsides that overlooked the lake. Forest rangers. Just as the coals had built up enough to boil water over, she made some coffee, to be served in her master's favorite china cup, and toasted some bread and a bit of bacon over the fire. Before placing his breakfast on a silver tray to be served to him upon waking, she hauled her laundry kettle over the fire and built it up, so that the water would heat while she was away. "Mr. Roth, your breakfast is ready," she called softly as she opened the door to her employer's room. She set the tray on a. Everything that she said was of utmost importance. Ilonged to hear what she had to say. "I didn't make any wishes when I blewout the candles yesterday. But I must have wished for other thingsthroughout the day. For example, when I was trying to get you to leaveBrandon alone, I wished that you would do what I told you to do. And here weare. Now dance."My eyes widened as I found myself shaking and twirling around in thebedroom. No matter how embarrassing I felt, I couldn't stop. I just HAD. I slipped my panties off to give better access for my fingers. I started to rub my nub and finger fuck myself again all the time watching her fuck herself with the vibrator. I froze........"That must be quite a show," came a female voice from behind.Dropping my hand from my crotch I turn to face the maid that had entered the room. I had not heard her in my preoccupation in my mutual masturbation session with the woman next door."Let me see," she said, moving past me like she had not just caught.