’ ‘Great, it’s a date! I mean … uh …’ ‘Archie, there’s no reason to be embarrassed. I’d love to go out with you Saturday afternoon....See you around 2:30 at the shelter?’ Archie smiled, and imagined he could hear her smiling on the other end of the phone. ‘Can’t wait, Samantha. See you then.’ ***** Samantha’s hand trembled as she put down the phone. She turned back to her aunt, who’d surprised her by dropping in for a quick visit that afternoon. ‘There now, Sammi. Was that so hard?’ ‘Yes! Of. . would you like to know the valuation of the shares now, ma’am?”“No, I don’t think so, Mr Barrington, it is a private not a public company, which means I cannot sell them to anyone without the approval of the majority of shareholders and, as I am unlikely to ever realise their value, I suppose I do not really need to know.”“Oh, go on Gill,” Gertie gently nudged her, winking, “Barrington is absolutely meticulous in these matters, so I bet he’s dying to tell you how much you are worth.”“Go on. I lay in bed and slowly stroked my hard dick as I remembered the intense look on CJ’s face as Roger fucked her in the pool when our eyes had locked together, and later the intense look of passion in her face as she and Roger had come together in her bed. My orgasm grew closer, and I bit my lip as I tried to quiet my groan as my thick cum flowed into the crotch of CJ’s bikini bottom wrapped around my dick. After CJ and Roger had cum together they had lain quietly next to each other, neither. One session was dedicated to practicing curtsying. Mrs Danbury had brought another mannequin figure into the servant’s hall and each of us were required to walk up and curtsy to it while she critiqued our performance.“No, Meakin bend you leg and raise the hem of your skirt at the same time. And lower your head. It’s supposed to be a sign of respect, of acceptance of your lower status. You’re not supposed to be grinning like some idiot. Bryony? Heavens sake! That was even worse!”She kept us at.