So my bedroom window is right off the walkway on the way to the front door. I woke up seeing someone trying to shine a flashlight through my bedroom ...indow. The shade was of course pulled down. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. Christy woke up and saw it too! Then, there was a knock at the door! I looked at the clock and it was 11:59pm! Who the fuck is shining a flashlight through my window and knocking at my door at almost midnight!? I told Christy to stay in my bedroom and I went to. I felt it my duty to convey my condolences, so I saddled up my steed and made haste to Ablington Hall.“Henry Longhurst, I wonder if I might convey my condolences to her ladyship.” I asked politely of the footman.“One moment sir,” he replied before slamming the door in my face and disappearing within.It was not Amy who came to the door but Agatha the Dowager Lady Ablington the late lord’s mother.“Ah Longhurst, I wondered how long it would be before you came sniffing around,” she sneered.“I wish. “Come with me,” I said.“Bobby, Tommy? Go home. You’ve been here all night.”I walked Sally over to the house and into the bathroom.“I hope you need to pee,” I said. “I found this treatment from a scene from a movie, Cool Hand Luke. Hard labor prisoners on road gangs do it to toughen up the hands and heal blisters from swinging grass whips. I was skeptical but it works. Pee on your hands ... both of them.”She screeched and sobbed and cried, but she did it.“I have this salve I buy from a. She also told me that she thought I was very attractive and gave a definite vibe that I was 'up for it.' Her husband was fully aware of what she did and actually encouraged her - as long as he got to hear about it.She asked about my life and I told her about my husband, my c***dren and the fact that I had never done this sort of thing before. But I did say that what had happened earlier was one of my biggest fantasies. 'I new it!' she declared. She promised me she would show me what to do and I.