“Yes, I can be there about seven, would that be okay?” she said.“Perfect, we may even treat you to a glass of wine,” Tom said, thinking, 'more...than one glass that's for sure.'As Cathy put down the phone, she wondered just what sort of deal they had in mind. But she figured looking attractive couldn't possibly hurt. For some reason, she had a good feeling about whatever deal they had in mind as she headed for the shower to freshen up.As the warm water stimulated her body, Cathy's mind strayed. ”Brooks Watson gave me what had to be the first smile he had cracked in years. It looked like he was in pain as his face contorted into a happier expression. He definitely took himself, and his job, way too seriously. The next five years were going to be long and painful for him if he kept that up.Before he could get away, I had to add, “Mr. Watson. You DO know I am only eighteen years old, just graduated from high school and have no plans for college. I own a farm and don’t have any of the. . I'm just not in the mood right now..."She continued to pout as if he had offended her. "Please, Master, it is necessary that I perform these ablutions on you... otherwise, if it were discovered that I did not, I would have to be beaten." What?" Paul gaped at her. "Well... we just won't tell anyone, will we... ?" Oh, I must tell. I cannot lie. If I was ever found in a lie, my breasts would be branded."Paul stared at her in utter disbelief, but the look of innocence in her eyes told him she was. I felt Patrick behind me, touching me gently. He traced fingers down my back, over my round ass and down to my thighs. His fingers made his way back up to my already hot pussy and he started fingering me. I came within seconds from his magical fingers all the while sucking on Jordan's big cock. My panties were soaked. They came off at some point, although I'm not sure when. I should say also that I never found them again. Patrick took them as a souvenir. I don't mind. He earned them. Jordan.