My mother’s bedroom door was open wide and I could hear her in the closet, sorting through her clothes, getting dressed. I called out a ‘good morn...ng’ to her. There was a pause and she responded with her own ‘good morning’. Then she called to me and asked if I could help her. I walked into the room. She stood peaking around the edge of her closet door. She nodded toward the bed and asked if I’d hand her the brassiere that was laying there. I glanced around and saw the black, lacey push-up bra. I knocked quietly at thedoor and waited there in the darkness. Then the door opened."Well, there you are Jay!" he said, his excitement building. "Well youdon't look much like a 'Jay' now do you. I think I'll call you 'June,'yes when you're all dressed up for me I'll call you June. After all ifyou look like a lady you should have a ladies name don't you think?" hesaid as he ushered me inside. I heard the click of my heels on the woodparquet floor of the large kitchen as I moved inside. "Okay,. One wrapped itself around Shawn's rigid penis and the other lifted the heavy testicles. Shawn's hips jerked forward as his erection throbbed within Ethan's manipulating hands.Shawn drew close to Ethan and their naked bodies pressed against each other and both erections throbbed against each other's abdomens. Their breasts pressed deliciously against each other and Ethan moaned as the erect nipples teased and tantalized each other. Shawn saw Ethan close his eyes and part his lips as he leaned. Charles shook his head hopelessly. Finley took charge of the situation and marched out of the room, spotting Jasmine walking by, heading to the servants' stairs."Jasmine," he stopped her."Yes sir?" she said, turning to look at Finley expectantly."Have you seen Cynara?"The girl's eyebrows came together in confusion, "No sir, not since this morning. Why? Is she missing?" Yes, it looks that way. Notify the servants to look through the house and grounds. She probably is just off strolling.