I must be a slut, and a loose woman. My mother must be turning in her grave. I'm sure she never had anyone but my father.'If Caroline had but known it... her mother, who had been a housekeeper in a minor stately home in England, had been a great favourite with her Master and with the Master's son. She had only married the Head Groom after one or other of the Masters had made her pregnant, she never knew which, and the man Caroline called 'father' was most certainly not her biological parent. By. "Takecare of Jill." I will," she said, "and it was nice meeting you as well."Helen said her goodbyes to Anna. There was no point in saying to much toJill, as we would see her tomorrow."Take care," I said to Jill, as she climbed into the car. "See youtomorrow."With them both safely in the car, Julia drove slowly down the drive anddisappeared into the distance. As we walked back, I noticed that moststudents appeared to have watched Jill and Anna's departure from upstairswindows. It had. “Come out here, Marie. I did warn you what would happen if you misbehaved.” Marie sheepishly stepped out from behind her desk. She was very pretty and now she was standing I could see she had a great figure and long legs barely covered by a short, short dress. I felt myself stiffening in response.Frau stepped up to her. “I expect your full attention at all times, Marie, and I will not tolerate the sort of behaviour I just witnessed. Remove your dress.”Marie looked shell-shocked. “Remove my. ..”"She was the one who started it.” “Don’t lie to me you bastard, your own fucking monkey went to get me!” “If you want her, why don’t you fucking grow some balls and tell her you still love her? Oh right, you have no balls because...” Warren paused, his eyes growing colder, his lip curling. “Say it,” I hissed, glaring at him, clenching up my hand. “You’re a girl,” he smirked. This time he was ready. He caught my arm before my fist could collide with his face again. He threw me on the couch.