His posture immediately became stiffer.“Rose. Can I help you?”“I’ve had my time to think and I’d like to talk to you.” “I see. Well I co...ld join you for dinner if that is acceptable to you.”“If that is what you wish then I can wait… err… I could help you feed the chickens in the meantime?”“No, it’s all right. I’m sure you have a lot to do. I will be at your disposal after dinner.”He seemed to be avoiding looking directly at her, and after their terse exchange, he returned his attention entirely. Mrs. Jenson told me to take care of things.” The girl curtsied a second time. “I’m Jeanine, sir, the maid. If you need anything, just ask.”“Thank you, Jeanine. Uh, call me John.”“Oh, no sir. I couldn’t do that.”John was saved from a fruitless argument by Malcolm coming in from the large room opposite the parlor. “Thank you, Jeanine,” he said. Turning back to John, he said, “Come on. Let’s make you another drink,” and led the way into the parlor. Jeanine curtsied silently and knelt again, to. She stood in front of me while I sat on the couch and held me and she sighed and cried along with me for several minutes. Her hands stroked my shoulders and neck as she held me close and kissed me on top of the head. My arms were wrapped around her waist and I clung to her tightly. It slowly dawned on me that my face was nestled into her bosom, I could feel the heat from her soft tits, I kept hold of her as she knelt on the couch beside me. I somehow convinced myself that since she returned. I looked into her eyes again. "Deal. Let's go."We headed to her flat, which wasn't far away from the university. She showed me where she wanted to have the holes drilled and gave me the drill. "But do it good. Your payment is pretty high" She said with laughter. There were four holes to drill. When I reached number three, she started to come closer from behind. She slung her arms around my body and started to play with my nipples. While her right hand twisted and turned my nipples, her left.