“Yep, just about done here.”“Listen man,” He said, stepping inside, “I just want to say it’s been good to have you back this week. I know ...hat with… you know… everything, that you needed that time off, but we’ve really needed the help the past week. Good to see you back to your old self.”“Thanks man, I appreciate it.” He looked like he wanted to say something, but was stopping himself. “What’s on your mind Josh, you’re not usually one to hold back.”“It’s just… I wanted to ask how everything. He dared not raise his eyes to look at them and clutched his flatcap dourly, flushing red as Lady Harriet came near, to think of hisuncouth and inappropriate behaviour round her the other day. He couldn'tbelieve how impertinent he'd been to address her directly.The other servants fussed round securing the baggage as Burt wonderedwhere the family were going, resenting the fact that nobody would tellhim, though he begrudgingly accepted that it really wasn't any of hisbusiness what those of the. ... BUT ALL ORIGINAL WORK, CHARACTERS, AND PLOTS BELONGS TO AUTHOR: KARENKAY!!!!!!THIS PARTICULAR STORY HAS BEEN EDITED...TO REFLECT WHAT I PERSONNALLY THOUGHT COULD BOOST THE EROTIC-NESS OF THE STORY. THEREBY I ACT AS AN EDITOR AND HOPE KARENKAY WILL ENJOY A FANFIC BASED ON HER WORK.CHEERS********************************************************************************Breakfast on Sunday Ch. 01byKarenkay©ED: JONMCMANACT 1: The Sunday BreakfastLenny smiled to himself thinking that it was hard to. Taking advantage of this situation, Prerana’s partner standing to my left started moving his hand over my left thigh and grabbed my cock and clinched with a firm grasp. Now both of them were caressing the bulge over my trousers. I was finding it difficult to escape from the situation and give up.Looking at this, her partner took my hand and kept it on his dick. But I reluctantly pulled it back. He ignored the fact and started unzipping my fly to unleash the monster hiding inside. Now my.