The brunette chewed her lip. “Rena’s just up in Doc Vanessa’s room.”I almost got to ask why.“Is he still out of sorts since this morning?”...The brunette asked as I placed her. She had been one of the girls I had woken up between. She had put on a top and tied back her hair and I had been totally duped.“Can I get you anything, Master?” The chef asked.“What do you do best?” I asked. She was a tall woman, redhead, a strawberry blonde, and was speaking with just the hint of a Boston accent.“Doggy. The name the tribe gave them was Jemkala as that was how his name sounded to them. About a hundred and thirty years ago another family of Irish moved into the area and they started to work for the Kelly clan. About twenty years ago the last of the direct line of the Kelly family married the last of the direct line of that clan. Thus the family name of the head of the Kelly clan and the Jemkala clan within the tribe is now Dean.” This gets some surprised looks and murmurs. “In order to enable. I finally managed to staunch the bleeding. We took our cups back into the livingroom. Anne took the psycho chair, leaving me glad to have the faux sofa to myself. We smiled at one another over our cups of tea. The honey did help. The brew smelled sort of like--kindred in taste as well, I guessed--the water in a vase after you've tossed out the cut flowers you kept too long. To my health and my hostess!"Well?" Anne smiled."Well?" I smiled."The tea?" Great! Really. Truly." So?" Yea?"This was. I found the new clientele exciting. I had always been curious about the big sexual world but had never partook in it. After about an hour, I had knocked back a couple of beers and had started to relax. I spotted to very beautiful ladies that had been dancing together. The brunette was very tall with a sleek curvy body, great asset and nice C cup breast. The red head was good height and voluptuous. I had noticed that they were both taking turns looking in my direction in kind of a.