Do you still want it?" She asked.What was going on here? I didn't know how to answer. My heart was still pounding as her 'out of nowhere' question wai...ed for the answer. She looked into my eyes for my reply."Yes." I said from the reflex of wanting it for so long."Would you be jealous if I enjoyed it?" She asked."Yes. Probably." I said."If it makes you jealous would you want me to stop?" She asked."No." I said. "I would want you to enjoy yourself." I heard myself say."You would want me to enjoy. Brian let his hands wander down to Tracy's firm ass, making sure to cup ahandful. "Damn she is fine," he thought with a grin. "I can't wait to getin those panties."Brian broke off the kiss and grinned as he spotted a closet down thehallway near the bathrooms. "Come on babe," he said devilishly yanking thesurprised girl down the hallway."Brian," Tracy said as he pulled her into what was a custodial closet. "Idon't feel comfortable doing anything here," she said folding some straygolden hair. I did give them a chance to escape by saying, “You guys have no idea what your are heading for. I recommend that you back off while you still can.”I guess that was the wrong thing to say because it did impugn their macho self-image. All the four did was laugh, but I felt like I had done what I could to ease their suffering. I could understand their feeling of superiority because they were all bigger than me and there were four of them, so my efforts at a peaceful solution were probably doomed. ”“What of your household servants? Your mother?”“They were not at the estate at the time,” Jean replied.“So, there are no witnesses?” the Count asked rhetorically. “Have you anything more to offer as proof?”“Only my honor,” Sir Jean answered.“Yes, well, that won’t prove anything. Very well,” the Count said, turning to Jacques le Gris, “What say you, Le Gris? Did you force yourself upon Jean’s wife, Lady Marguerite on the 18th of January or any other time?”“Of course not!” he replied angrily. “I.