Molineux said Janine would come and dress me, as my own clothes were not suitable and that he’d like me to put in the Ben-Wa balls again. Phew. He ...rinned at us and left us. I asked Mary Louise who Janine was, and she said she was my Lady’s Maid. Is that in capitals? I’m not sure. So this weekend I had my own Lady’s Maid. Wow! That really felt expensive, too. Janine came in and took me into the bathroom. She washed me, shaved my pussy, perfumed me and made my face up. Then I put in the. Shescreamed, "Are you a Nazi? You know that goes with the scrap metal!"She pulled me by my hair and dragged me and boxed my ears until I tookthe can and placed it in the scrap metal basket. Today she had me takeall the scrap metal out to the street so the paper and rags wagon canpick it up for the war effort. I guess she is right. Imagine if Hankneeded that little piece of tin to fix his plane!June 30, 1943. Something weird and confusing happened. Pa W came to mybedroom again last night. He. Elizabeth was wearing something a bit out of character for her. She was wearing a sheer white cotton dress that showed off her creamy skin. It was a button down the front style and she had had only buttoned the ones from her upper waist to about mid thigh. And she hadn’t bothered with any underwear, so any time she took a step, a little part of her was exposed. I think she was trying to shock me, but all it did was really turn me on.We walked into the place and it was cool enough inside for. He reached around me and put his hands on the outside of my hands that were on the side of her ass. He pulled out but not all the way, then rammed himself in which pulling the girl onto my dick with such force that I thought I was going to pass out from the pleasure and pain. He started a rhythm that was forceful yet slow. Then gradually he started to build up speed. I was actually starting to enjoy what was happening to me and was able to bring myself to go with his rhythm. All three of us.