"You obviously have an interest in art, and it would be a chance to get some first class drawings of yourself. We could also pay a hundred dollars a s...ssion," she said."I'm really not good at keeping schedules. I am sorry but it did sound like fun," I said smiling."I have one more offer. Let me draw you when it is convenient, and I will teach you how to use Leonardo," Joan said seriously."And what is Leonardo?" I asked."Have you ever heard of Photoshop?" she asked."Of course," I replied rather. Ms. Lulu Blue was a little older than us, but she was so kind and sweet, reminding me of my mother with her warm hug and smile. A deep voice from behind broke me out of my thoughts. Turning toward the voice, I gasped at the beautiful couple that stood at the dining room entrance. Tim looked down at me and said, “Master Ktulu and his wife Mistress Rose.” I was enthralled by their beauty; they looked like breathing porcelain dolls. “Nadu,” Master Ktulu said. I had been studying Gorean slave. They told me to break in. So I did and they ditched me. Thanks assholes, Ill remember this. But Im getting ahead of myself. My names Nick, Nicolas Faviere. I just moved in to a little town in West Virginia , the new kid, (Fuuuuun right?) and I just wanted to slip through the last year and a half of high school unnoticed. I wasnt anything special, 16 years old, 5 8, light brown eyes, jet black hair too my shoulders. It should have been easy, dont talk to anyone, dont cause trouble and its smooth. Soon after that, Fred came to stop with us and our talk was always about women's privates, our curiosity became intense. I had a little sister about nine months old, who was in the nursery. Fred incited me to look at her cunt, if I could manage it. The two nurses came down in turns, to the servants dinner. I was often in the nursery, and soon after Fred's suggestion, was there one day, when the oldest nurse said: "Stop here, master Walter, while I go downstairs, for a couple of minutes, Mary.