I and my cousin were cooking dinner, my aunt was out of town. After dinner uncle went to his room, a couple of minutes later he called two of us in, p...lled some money from his wallet and asked my cousin to go and get few beers, he was looking at me and smiling, he whispered in my ears "Here comes your birthday present" (my birthday was 2 months earlier) and left.I had no idea what he was talking about. And uncle started talking, he was about talking studies, things in general, work, friends. He was right; it is no fun eating alone. The meal and wine was excellent, Clive’s company even more so. He was older than me by about twenty years I guessed, but nevertheless he seemed to be in good shape, taller than me, of medium build, with wonderful blue eyes and grey hair, clean shaven, with alluring aftershave and a non egotistical humorous outlook on life. I felt safe inviting him back to my room for coffee.While he’d held my arm walking to and from the restaurant when I put the jug on. ”“I am. It bothers me that we didn’t get the envelopes out. We lost at least a $1,000 this weekend.”Sandra said, “Benny, what do you think?”Benny said, “I haven’t given it much thought.”Cathy frowned. Tim asked, “Are you okay, Benny?”“I’ve just been a little distracted.”That did it as far as Tim was concerned. Benny had been too busy to take care of his horniness. He needed a chance to visit Carol. Tim said, “I understand. We’ve got to back off on our schedule.”The quick arrival of the salads. I am sorry."Trudy broke eye contact again and looked down. Mistress June liked theidea of meeting other people in the BDSM lifestyle, so it would be greatto finally go to a munch. She was still mad for June wanted her vanillalife also. The hypocrite saw nothing wrong with having her wanting Trudyto show the world she was a sissy and June could have a cover which shecould claim was not wanted.*********June laid down on her new bed still not knowing what happened. How didshe end up as the servant.