This might be interesting, Gérard thought.“Our families have grown close,” Joseph continued. “My mother and the other vicar’s wife are especi...lly close friends, along with their husbands.” He paused. “Sometimes I wonder—”“Come on, Joseph,” interjected Will again. “What about the daughters?”Gérard figured the rest were too young and inexperienced to take note of the “close friendship” of the two women. In his experience, such friendships often carried multiple levels of affection. Nothing was. Arthur knocked, and, shortly, a pretty, young woman answered. She looked at them in confusion for a moment and Mia could feel her Master exerting his will.The young woman's eyes glazed over slightly and, in a befuddled tone, she said, "Oh, Mr. Baker, it's nice to see you. My parents are out of town for the week and I'm just watching the place for them. Anything I can do for you?"Arthur smiled at the young woman, "Hello, Sarah. Would you mind if we came inside and left a note for when your. " She wasn't sure if they had spoken out loud, but as he pressed against the entrance of her core all thoughts fled. All she could sense was the building pressure fighting for release. She did not understand what it was and she was a little frightened by it, but even that was forgotten as he pushed into her. Their eyes locked."God, you are beautiful, Varna."There was a sudden stab of pain and she winced. She felt him hold still as her body adjusted to him, "It's all right, I'm fine." She smiled. On Saturday, I received a call. This time it came from Georgiana herself. “Joseph dear, sorry to bother you but there’s been a small change of plans. I won’t be at the library on Sunday but may I umm entice you to come to another location?” she asked. I said yes and asked where. “My house,” she said. I said, with some hesitation, yes, and I asked for directions. She gave them to me. I knew the neighborhood. “Ohhh and bring your bathing suit. Amber and a friend or two will be over. That.