As the steward had said, the notary awaited him in the small salon. He was a simple-looking lawyer's clerk, elevated to the extraordinary dignity of a...provincial scrivener. "You are the notary empowered to sell the country house that I wish to purchase, monsieur?" asked Monte Cristo."Yes, count," returned the notary."Is the deed of sale ready?" Yes, count." Have you brought it?" Here it is." Very well; and where is this house that I purchase?" asked the count carelessly, addressing himself half. We stumble backwards to the bed and i slide my hand up your skirt to your succulent ass as you hop ontop of me grinding your womanhood against the, now rock hard, cock beneath the demin jeans and zipper. i hear you moan slightly as my mouth moves down you neck to your collar bone. my kisses and tongue are eager to envelop your breasts, and as i kiss my way to your nipple my hand slickly cups it and releases it from your bra, then the other and as i kiss, suck and lick your breasts both my. " He stepped into my room and put his arms around me kissing my forehead. I just hoped he didn't smell my cunt on my face.He left my room and I went to take a shower. I had to re-shave my cunt for Mistress Pam. I couldn't afford for her to find any stubble down there. I got out of the shower, shaved, and then went back to my room to dress. It felt strange not putting my slut clothes in my book bag. The outfit I put on today was normal except for the skirt, it was one of the one's Mistress Pam. I pulled out a nude pair. I figured I should wear them cause that's whatgirls do right? I made my way to the bed and sat down and rolled them upand slipped each foot in and pulled them up. Afterwards I made my way to mymom's vanity and started with my makeup.I grabbed the foundation first. Then, the powder. Still no clue I if I havebeen doing this right, but I seem to have been getting people to believeI'm really a girl, so I must be doing something right. Now the eye shadow.First I put on some.