Tillycoat and Old James arrive."Help her to dress and then take her to Miss Dammartin," Lord Dammartin tells them.Old James says: "I'm sorry, sir, but...Lady Dammartin would like to see the girl first." Damnation she does! Well, what are you waiting for? Take her away— at once!"Caroline quickly puts on her dress. She does not need their help. Her arse feels as raw as a skinned hare. She follows the two servants out of the library and down more halls and corridors. She needs to pee, and so asks. .." As we're walking to our room, she says, "it's been kind of a long drive, so I probably need to hop in the shower". My mouth said, "that's fine", my head, "Ha! Yeah, like you'll get that far when you're naked in front of me..."We get to the room after what seems like forever! After we drop our bags, she walks over to the bathroom and I hear the shower start. I look that way and see her just outside of the doorway, pulling down her pants to reveal the smoothest, roundest white girl ass I've. I proceeded to have my bath and meanwhile reena was collecting her Bra and Panties. I insisted she don’t wear both, since I was under the impression both Aryan and his nephew won’t be coming in before 3.00Pm since that is usually the time after Lunch everyone relaxes in the Ashram. She reluctantly agreed. Her nipples were protruding and was clearly visible under the nightie, and when she moved around her arse swayed from side to side in a sexy way. I took a quick bath and went outside to get. As the woman began to wail, softly, as if afraid to disturb anyone with her grief, he bent and helped her back up into her seat, where he wrapped his arms around her and held her so tightly Carol was afraid one or the other of them would break.That was what happened in waiting rooms.Carol felt overwhelmed by a growing certitude that soon she too would be one of those two archetypes of suffering, the person felled by tragedy or the one left to hold things together no matter how much they wanted.