Their personality seemedto fit the stately home in which they lived.She held her peace and was as polite as she could be as they spun talesof what a b...rden Nicholas had been on them. It angered her every timethey talked about punishing him for crossdressing or acting like a girl.How was she going to handle it?, Madlyne Lancaster asked her."I don't know," she said. "I intend to act in his best interest. We'llcross that bridge when we come to it after we get home."The truth is she didn't know how. I couldn't, for the life of me, remember why it would be doing that.I rang for a nurse again. When she came, unlike the last time, there was no commotion. "Yes Ms Stone?" she asked."Any chance I can get a glass of water with ice?" No Ma'am, you still have the tube in. I can get you some small ice cubes you can suck on." Ice without being mixed with something stronger will be a first, but sure. Any chance you have any shaped like a nipple?" I asked.She blushed, then left without a word. She was. When she returned with her mother in tow, the trucker was just unloading three horses and tying them up to the hitching rail by the barn. Both Grace and Kim had the most confused look on their faces. Grace didn't know about the horses so she was confused too. I really wanted both of my girls to be surprised.I told the girls to go check out the horses. I went into the barn with Manuel and George. We emerged from the barn with three sets of blankets, saddles and reins. Grace and Kim both asked me. I gave it a squeeze to try to revive it, but it was spent.Just then the bus stopped and people started to move towards the doors. The fingers were instantly withdrawn from my pussy and I felt and heard the snap of the elastic as the waistband fell back into place.I held onto the bar above me as people pushed past to get off, my legs trembling with arousal. I glanced out of the window and saw a little old man giving me a toothless grin. He held his fingers to his nose and made a show of sniffing.