She took off my bonds and I lay like a limp wet noodle. She brought me a cup of water. I tried to drink it but most ran out the side of my mouth. She ...sked if I could stand. Somehow I managed to stand up with the woman's help. She moved me over to the stool. It hurt to sit and I quickly got off it. She helped me upstairs to her private bedroom. It looked like a normal bedroom. She put me on the bed and helped move my let's up on it. She came back with a bowl and a towel. She padded my face with. .."Sasha was silent. She hadn't really thought through living with the Stevensons. She'd spent the years since puberty avoiding looking attractive – wearing clothes that minimised her figure, burying her head in a book rather than socialising with her peers. What was she afraid of? She'd actually initiated intercourse with Malcolm; she'd both needed and wanted to do so. What was the problem with looking good for him?"Mrs Stevenson..." Jeanne, Sasha ... please?"She nodded, slowly. "Jeanne .... No problem."I followed Karen out into the hall and closed the door. I looked at herand asked "What the hell are you doing?"Karen smiled and said "Relax Red. I think she likes you. It will be fun." Yea, but I'm not sure I want her here. What am I going to do withher? You know I am seeing Melly, what about her?"Karen started down the hall. "Well from what I have been hearing you andMelly haven't exactly been wetting the sheets. This girl is hot. Relaxand have a little fun. You need to let go and. I guessed I'd have to grin and bear whatever she has to say."Greg, you've been keeping a lot of girls happy for quite some time now, haven't you?" Well yeah, I guess I have been doing that. It gives me a nice warm feeling to know that I can make a girl happy. Please don't make me stop." I have no intention of shutting you down. I see the looks on the girls' faces and I can see that what you are doing is a good thing. You have made their first times something so beautiful that they will remember.