As I walked through the door, a girl was leaving. She stopped me, looking back at Patch. "So this is the MAN you were with? hmm? you're a sloppy slut,...you know that?"Instantly, my old fashioned ways were shown in the best caliber they could. I puffed out my chest and looked at the girl. "don't call my friend a slut. I won't hit a woman, but I'll smack a frigid bitch if she's insulting my friend!"Patch smiled a little. The girl in front of me, named lala, looked back in my direction. "This one. She straddled my groin and ground herself against me as she leaned down to kiss me again.“Thank you for letting me help you with this.”I stroked her arm and then kissed her collarbone. “Believe me, the pleasure is all mine.” I gave her another light kiss on the swell of her breast just above her bra and then she jumped off me and grabbed her bag.She pulled out another blue skirt, shorter than the one she had been wearing along with a white button down shirt. She rummaged through the bag for a. She leaned forward again and kissed me as passionately as before, pulling on my short hair as she did so, as we kissed I could feel her body shake as another orgasm took hold of her, “Fucking hell that was intense” she said as she bit my lip gently. She collapsed on top of me her hard nipples digging into my chest and her tits squashed like two half filled balloons. We lay in each others arms for about 2 minutes when she rolled off and lay next to me, balanced on her elbow looked at me and. Retaking her seat, she once again laid her napkin in her lap. From across the long table she could hear giggling, and glanced up to see Anne sitting in her uncles lap, something feirce flew throughout her body, and she didnt understand the reaction. Soon the maids came out and delivered supper, placing her fork in her small hand she began to eat, taking small bites and using her napkin often. Reaching for her cup and taking a small sip, she turned her attention to her uncle who now was sitting.