We all had a drink and the girls said they would see me later and they left.The youngsters found their way to bed and I made sure they were tucked in ...nd then went downstairs and watched TV. I must of fell asleep as I woke to the giggles of Jean and Judy. You could tell the had quite few and Jean seemed to be the worst for wear of the two. Judy came over to me and quite boldly grabbed my hand and put in on her ass and asked what I thought about her ass. Not only was she tipsy she was also. You have something up your sleeve. You always do," you respond cautiously. There is an obvious tension about you.We're out on the town playing out a little mystery orgasm game. It's become one of our favorite pastimes. It started out with a simple remote-controlled vibrator in your panties. I enjoyed teasing you in public, making you squirm a little. We eventually made a game out of it. We call it “Three No’s”. The game got its name because you're allowed to tell me 'no' three times. This is. She clearly used to enjoy verbally subjugating me and playing mind games, using body language etc which bordered on the Mistress/Slave interplay people do in the SM scene. However she never crossed the line into inappropriate or explicitly unprofessional behaviour with me. I remember the erotic way she dressed, often wearing fishnets with black leather sandals that gave a strong impression of a BDSM foot mistress. The third woman was a particularly hard, bossy and domineering hospital sister. “And Geoffrey asked me to marry him and I agreed.” Miss Rochester replied.“So he sampled the goods first did he?” Mother asked, “Do you fornicate with all and sundry or just gullible idiots?”Miss Rochester did what I had wished to do almost every day for the past twenty years, she slapped Mother across her face, “Geoffrey is the first man I have laid for, usually I lay with ladies,” she averred, “Have I shocked you?”Mother struggled to recover, “I fear you may live to regret making that offer,”.