Fred put his hands over his ears and quietly said, "Shit."THE RETREATSupper at the retreat had been a loud affair, everyone talking and laughing — e...cept Jeff, who appeared stressed just to take part in the conversations. Most seemed to want to ask him questions. (Alesha was out with Jessie, so they could now talk freely with each other.) Questions about what Jeff had done off-planet. Questions they had already asked one way or another before. He tried to keep his answers civil, and thought he. He allowed her this shred of modesty. It was enough that the curtains of the large bay window in the living room was open for anyone to look in.Finally allowing Himself to inspect her vaginal area, He noticed a narrow stripe of light brown hair, neatly trimmed."That will have to go, Poppy." He commented calmly. She nodded. Just a slow up and down of acknowledgement. She needn't say anything."Use hair conditioner. It will make the hair soft and shave off cleanly. You are to keep it shaved off. Then she turned towards me and smiled at me. She started wearing petticoat in front of me only thinking of my innocence.After that she had breakfast everything. Then she told that she has leg pain told me to put some balm on her legs. She was on her saree. Sat on the chair raised her saree and petticoat for me I started applying on her legs she raised more upto her knees so I kept applying on her and enjoying as she kept busy watching TV. Then I went to her thighs she saw me once but no. I’ll be around the castle for a while, anyway.”The two men initially were dumbfounded; the head groom recovered first. A small man — who looked like the former jockey he was — was in his late fifties with graying hair and piercing gray eyes. He almost gasped in amazement when he realized that the Duke seemed to have lost more than 40 years of age. Then looking again at Marion he decided that she must have been largely responsible for the incredible change. Not only did the Duke look much.