I had a feeling the note Missy had given me would explain what was going on, but I was also sure I wasn't going to like what it said. I shook my head,...sighed, and finally unfolded the note."John —I'm sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I don't know what else to say. Momma insisted that I go out with Henry Longmoore last weekend while we were at Grandma's house. I don't really like Henry, didn't want to go, and Momma and I wound up in a huge fight. The long and short of it is that she. I couldn’t wait to have her in my arms again. I was like a man possessed. I rolled up to the intersection where we were supposed to meet and she was there, waiting in a short black skirt with some ruffles, and wearing a white blouse which glowed bright in the afternoon sunlight. It showed off her figure nicely. She was scanning cars, not quite sure which one was mine, so I gave a little honk of the horn to get her attention as I pulled up to the curb. She saw me, then walked quickly to the. Arms behind then grabs an elbow leading her to another room where Huda sits silently in a hidden corner while Carrie is leaned ageist a heavy wood frame elbows bent wrists tied, blindfold removed and is told to lift her body on tip-toes then lower she realizes a lubed dildo is invading her pussy. Now the real performance begins the wife barks as she smacks her hips telling her to get that dildo all the way inside, panting and wiggling to fit the ample girth she eventually fits it inside and. I waited all night. I was let into the room of the Duchess completely naked and was told to stand in the corner until she felt like taking notice of me. I stood and watched as half naked servants helped her rise, washed her, dressed her and helped her to the table where her breakfast sat. I looked at the fruit and bread and cheeses with a hunger I had never known and tried to muffle the noises of my grumbling stomach. The Duchess finally took notice of me. “What has this one done?” She asked..