"Yes?" queried a woman's voice. "It's the American Gent, Ma'am — Colonel Ogilvy."The door opened wider and David was ushered in. "Come in, come in" ...he woman encouraged. "Welcome to Number 1 Storey's Gate — or 'The Dungeon' to its inmates" she laughed. In the light of the flickering globe David recognised his welcomer. "Miss Ive, a pleasure to meet you" "Ooo, aren't you a saucey one!" she simpered as he took her hand and kissed it! "My mum warned me about you Yanks. You can call me Ruth."David. Bjorn then pulled Jessie a bit closer and gave each one of her tight, little breasts a soft kiss on the nipple then he pulled the girl in tight and squeezed her hard against his own naked skin. He could feel her breasts pushing into his chest and she could feel his big erection pushing hard into her stomach. It all just felt so good for both of them.Then they both pulled apart as Jessie began her ‘confession’.“Well ... um ... I have to admit that I am ... errr ... not a virgin either. And I. We were just drinking, chatting and listening to music in the lounge, no special occasion, just an excuse to let our hair down. As the evening went on, so we got louder and sillier. It was a relaxed atmosphere, almost too relaxed as I didn’t see what was about to happen next.One moment I was standing, the next I was on the floor, pinned down by Stacy by my wrists and Shianne held my ankles. “Hold him there”, said Shaz as she fumbled with my jeans and pulled them down, taking my trainers off. Jean is a girl.”“No Joey, Jean is a young woman. She has been a young woman for about three years.”“What do you mean?”“She started having periods about five years ago.”“Oh shit! I need to talk to her about the birds and the bees.”“Been there done that, Joey.”“When?”“About five years ago!”“But...”“Joey, while you have been busy raising a son, I have been teaching Jean how to be a daughter and a girl and now a young woman.”“Does she know about boys and sex?”“Yes. We had that talk. She knows about.