She was totally exhausted from moving things back and forth all day. Jenna opened one of the boxes in her room and put her sheets on her bed. Maybe if...she took a nap she would be able to relax enough to make it through dinner that night. She flopped down on her bed and passed out. “Mmmm.” Jenna felt her wetness pooling between her legs as she slowly woke up. She stretched her arms out over her body and purred. She rubbed her legs together and moaned. Obviously her nap had done nothing to stomp. Ted and I had a small job on the loco so we left the girls for about an hour, while we replaced the washout plugs, a tedious job but necessary, after the job was over, we returned to the kitchen. Serious faces greeted us, we asked what was wrong and matron said they had been talking, they each wanted to be marked, nothing big, nothing garish, just initials perhaps, and both girls wanted both sets. Wow, Stunned, Gobsmacked, knocked sideways, nothing would explain the way we felt at that. As I start to get up, my legs do not seem to be able to support me, so as I crumble to the floor. Fran, who has apparently followed me in the restroom, holds me up, and attempting to lighten the mood some, says, “Vicky, a simple yes would have been sufficient.” For whatever reason that sounds so funny we both laugh, and before I can even think of objecting, Fran kisses my lips. For those brief seconds everything I’ve been taught, how I thought I felt about this kind of romance, let alone it. " Stunned, I turned to serve. Back withthe wine, they were in each other's arms kissing, diary!I immediately started thinking, well, I deserve this, can't expect her to be myweird lesbian bi-mistress, women have needs to, I thought, remembering my buttplug and Kurt all at once. I tried to ignore them the best I could, but Madamhad me stand in the corner of the dining room, behind them, as they ate, so Icould refill glasses and plates while they ate and flirted and occasionallyteased.