I accommodated a few and that just made matters worse. The three women – Jan, Kathy and Sue just fuelled the rumours. It didn't bother me for a whil... – but eventually I just got fed up and plotted revenge.At first revenge was obvious – I was going to fuck their husbands one by one. But then I found out that Jan's husband was fat, unfit and extremely unattractive – even for me (and I wasn't particularly choosy); Kathy was divorced; which only really left Sue's husband as a real target – he was. Wake up in a new world every day. Change is damn near the only constant. The letter in the mail, the phone call, the can of chili on the floor.The flat tire, now there’s a life-changer.The letter: Greetings from the President. Erk!The phone: John. It’s George. You know how I’m always to work early? Yeah. Well, it’s boarded up. Nobody there.The can: Help! I can’t get up!The tire: You’re late. Again. I’ve hired a new guy.“Fleeing the United States? What for?”“Mom killed the president and blew up. The scene then jumped to another room, all the women were sitting naked on a bed. They were drinking wine, and chatting about fucking Alison’s arse. Sue watched in guilty fascination, as Alison knelt down on her bed. Jane, and Sue assumed it was the maid Diana, knelt either side of her, stroking her back and gently fondling her breasts. John knelt in front of her, and kissed her slowly and lovingly. Her hand slid down to his groin. and stroked his big cock. It was ready and waiting for its. Helena rolled back over, reached for her phone, and texted Jeanne to prepare the best gift baskets and that this morning, she wanted American coffee with the two croissants that started every day around the castle. Following the stream of that thought, Helena checked her phone’s clock and looked at the time on the West Coast of the United States. She messaged Jeanne to bring breakfast to the study, then slipped on a robe and took the secret passage from the bedroom to get there. Someone would.