” In an instant, I was at her knees, tugging down her dress. But then, I had the shock of my life. I grew faint and I thought I was going to have ... heart attack. My heart was pounding louder than ever before, and I had no resistance left in me, as she gently touched the back of my head, pushing my face against her panties. Through the black nylon I could see her engorged cock, and a nano-second later my open mouth was pressed against the panties, feeling the shape of the first cock-shaft. I can't remember her so well any more, and I miss her." Well sure you can, muffin, you just need a little help. Everyone needs help sometimes. That's what I'm here for." She reached into her bag and pulled out some more pictures of Rachel and Amanda in the park. "We're going to make you a memory book." A memory book, don't you mean a picture book?" Why it's the same thing, child. Isn't that what pictures are for, to help us remember things? Here, let's go over to that picnic table in the shade. ?That was slow, Jeremy, you’ll going to have pay for that.??Sorry Mistress, here is your drink,? I said while presenting her glass. I stood right there knowing if I took any liberties, she would find it cause to punish me. ?You may have a drink, and let my Servant have his as well. You are going to need it tonight. I’m feeling in an especially dark mood.?I gave Mark his drink and stood next to him. We both drank quickly, the warm whiskey feeling good going down my throat. When I finished. " I was excited, nervous, and somewhat scared now knowing something new to me was going to happen. I started reaching for my panty only to have Mrs. Jansen stop me. "Helen will appreciate seeing you in the nude." I somewhat reluctantly leaned back into the couch, and no sooner did my back hit the back of the couch's upper cushion, we heard the door bell ring. "That will be Helen." Getting off the couch, Mrs. Jansen answered the doorbell by opening the door slightly to be sure it was Helen..