Can we meet at the Stone Bank in Greenwich at 10 AM Monday to begin? I have my records stored there," said Janet. "Not at home, Mistress?" asked Je...sica. "For reasons I cannot discuss, I can't keep my records at home," stated Janet, "and you must not tell anyone about this! Not your family or friends, or even Tina. It must be a secret between us," implored Janet. "Yes, Mistress," answered Jessica, "I shall serve you in any way that I can. You said that you owned me totally, and you. Stern, you sure do look terrific with your hair pulled up like that and it makes your chin look so nice and firm even though your skin is like a baby's bottom."She smiled at my attempt at being suave and romantic.I guess that I seemed a bit immature because I was only just twenty-one and graduating from college. She was already divorced and likely had been humped by her husband hundreds of times in every opening and was several years older than I. My experience was only with my sister Princess,. Danielle thanked me for what I did for her and Kimberly when they were sick, she and Kimberly both deeply appreciated it. I replied that it was my pleasure, and that a man is supposed to take care of the women he loves. A quick look of surprise flashed across Danielle’s lovely face, followed by a faint gasp — she’d never heard me use the ‘L-word’ before. I got up and knelt in front of Danielle, took both her hands in mine, stared into her deep sapphire eyes, and bared my soul to her. I told her. Rising early so I could catch him before he started his duties, I walked to the address given.I knocked at the door and to my surprise Ann; Beatrice's daughter answered the door. When she saw me she put her hand to her mouth, I think because I had caught her here."Who is it Ann?" I heard Gerald call."Charles Forsyth is here," she replied blustery."Don't leave him standing at the door bring him in. Don't worry he knows about us and won't say anything believe me." I heard him say and then he was.