She said my mother was nearly two hundred years old. That can’t be true can it?”“Eminently possible Jennifer.” Jennifer remembered the portrai... of the Lady Anne in the Hall upstairs and how she’d asked Lady Mathom how old she was. You never asked a lady of the Line her age she’d told her. Jennifer began to understand. These were secrets you whispered down the well at midnight. “How.. how old is our Mistress?”“I don’t know Jenny. Nobody knows really. Sometimes she’s called The First, or The. I also told her about the one I had opened by mistake, and what it contained. She gasped as I explained what the photographs were, and laughed when I told her what I had done with them. “Oh Pete, that’s perfect! I bet she had those made for you, and never expected you would just give something like that away.” I talked to Georgie again, and he was talking about “Wedwall”, and how much he loved his mom and dad reading the story I had gotten him.I tried to call Many and Holly, but neither one was. She seemed uncomfortable, and a few of the older guys were starting to try and touch her. They were pretty drunk. I pushed the guys aside and handed her a Blue Moon, ‘Here darling, let’s find a quieter spot, shall we?’ She took the beer hesitantly, she looked at me, then at the group of guys, and followed me upstairs. We opened a door, hoping to find some peace and quiet, but unfortunately the room was taken by a couple already out of their clothes and fucking the hell out of each other, we. ..," she began. "But this really should be part of dressingup. So no points for this and next time you'll lose a point for notputting them in, ok?" No points?" No points. Its part of dressing up," Jen explained. "When you wear yourbra I want you to be wearing inserts. You need to have some shape ifyou're dressing like a girl."Damn! Tom muttered to himself wishing he could resist Jen's emasculatinggames. But he couldn't and his very erect penis was proof of that fact."So we'll have to think of.