"Nay, I've had my fill," Jack said. "Time to be my own man. I've spent as much time on my knees polishing Master Edmund's prick as his shoes. To be su...e, the prick's the easier job. But without a word of grace or gratitude, well, it begins to stick in the craw."Lucy couldn't hold back a laugh. "Bless you, Jack," she said.Jack patted a thick pouch in his vest. "Bless you, Lucy," he said. "I hope the old lord and lady settled a nice little sum on you. You've been in service with the Netherwoods,. "He started to kiss her softly and she kissed him back as he had instructed her, but she kissed without passion. He moved to her breasts and pulled her nipple into his mouth. She moved a little and offered more of her breast to him. He battled the tip of her nipple with his tongue. After a minute a small moan escaped from her lips. He moved to her other breast and repeated the action. Her movements on the bed increased and she held his head to her breast."That feels good. Our pleasure devices. Miss Templeton pointed out that there was a butler and severalservants, but that they were her servants, not ours. We must NEVER ringthe bell and request a service of any kind. The butler's name wasTruscott and that was how she addressed him, but we must call him MrTruscott. Of course, if any of the servants offered a service we wantedwe were free to accept. Dinner was the one exception when we could makerequests for things we wanted. We would be introduced as her nephew andniece and we were to. Part 2b: The Train to Freedom I wasn't out for very long, but the boys had worked quickly. I half-awoke as the late-afternoon sun beat its way into my eyes. My hands and legs were tied, and one guy had my feet and the other had me by the shoulders, carrying me into a cheap motel room that Butch had decided to rent for a few hours. I pretended to still be unconscious when they unceremoniously dumped me into a chair near the air conditioner. I heard Mouse whisper into my ear, "Sorry, man,.