Actually her hand felt quite nice there and I felt myself wettenslightly. I was embarrassed by that but could not get my mind off her handand the eff...ct it was having on my body. I listened to her breathing and found it to ragged, not the slowshallow breath of someone asleep. Was she awake and doing this on purpose?I had to find out so I spread my legs a little to see what she would do.She readjusted, sliding her hand higher onto my thigh. My body reacted; Icould feel the gush that. After about an hour Karen asked me if she could ask me a personal question. I of course told her yes. She told me that Amy had told her that I was very good at eating pussy. I blushed as I wasn't expecting this. I told her that I did enjoy eating pussy ALOT. And Karen asked if I would consider eating her. Now I really blushed because I had wished I could eat Karen out for a couple months. But considering that she was a lesbian never thought I would get a chance. I took Karen into the bedroom. The prisoners were secured, and would keep until morning. He had men on patrol around the village to insure that nothing went wrong. The Count would be all right tomorrow, hungover, but all right, he also assured me.Dinner was being served under the tree where I had related the news from the capital. I returned to the village chief''s house after eating. It was late by now. My bedroll and saddle were there, as were Estridge's. I lay down by the fire and was soon asleep.In the morning, I awoke. He sat on the sofa, but I could feel him staring at me and when I looked around he was staring at my butt. I finished the windows and felt it was time I should go. Paul gave me £20 and said he would give me another if I washed the dishes. I agreed, not a bad days work I thought, £40 for an hours easy chores! He showed me where the sink and washing bowl was. I started soaping all the washing and Paul was standing close behind, He reached around me and said he was showing me how to wash up, again.