Cindy and I looked at each other with a mix of disbelief and resignation. Neither of us moved or said anything as he slowly peeled off her panties, a...d threw them onto my face."Here, boy, take a good whiff of those panties…that's the smell of a little slut, alright," he informed me. I didn't have much choice but to do as I was told, and I remember them as smelling wonderful: sweet, enchanting and intoxicating. "Grand mom ain't gonna like finding out about this at all, I tell ya," he repeated. I had asked her out once or twice but she was busy each time. I am not the sort to hound a woman for a date. I ask once or twice and if she says no I assume that I am not her type. So it was with Barbra. Then one day she mentioned a new Science Fiction movie she wanted to see. I told her I was going to see it as soon as I could. She asked if I would like some company and so the following evening found us on our way to the movies. We made small talk on the way and discussed our favorite. Uuuuuurrrrrrffffff... uuuurrrrrfffff...”No... it did not seem that, at the moment, Simone was quite COMPOS MENTIS. A pity, but no matter. Quentin swung on his heel, left the Hall and returned to the small drawing room.Maria and Heidi were still in silent attendance. Each curtsied as Quentin entered. Lighting a small cigar, Quentin surveyed them both at his leisure. From a distance and closely. They were his possessions. Like objets d’arts. To be admired, used, then sold when no longer required.. Thankfully she is atpeace now; she would have had an absolute "bird" with the life I nowlead. Now I live as I wish to, without restraint. Hurrah!I am a snowbird, keeping a residence in a southern state plus my home innorth. I travel south each year for several weeks, enjoying the warmerclimate and larger population density than I have around me in the North.Well, that is enough background information. A woman never reveals allher secrets.I am Me after all.I enjoy outings, spending the time.