One blue-haired Hina is cutting vegetables, another is slowly stirring a pot of chocolate, and another seems to be having difficulty pouring wine into...a carafe. One Hina seems to be watching it all with concern.“What’s going on?” You ask her.“Oh, master,” she says, jolting with surprise and standing up straight. “We are preparing—““I know what your jobs are,” you say. “What’s going on with you and the others? Why are you all acting tired or sick or something?”The Hina sighs, which is not. Mim was a Realtor and was out at all hours especially in the evening, so she had plenty of opportunity to do her thing. I often asked why she didn't go for a broker's license. Mim said she liked getting out in the community too much to be tied down and working only days. This evening she said she was going out, but she suspected she might be horny when she got home. I could take up where I left off last night when she didn't feel like having sex.How was I going to get out of this? I did not. The wine was very good, and just as I began to pour us another glass Tricia said,“Excuse me a moment John. I should have used the restrooms on the way in at the car park… I need to take a pee. I’ll be back in a moment.”Tricia took herself off behind a very large pine, and I sat trying not to listen, but absolutely listening as intently as I could, hearing her zip being undone, pants pulled down and a small wait before a soft gushing sound against the fallen leaves could be heard…Softly, in that. "I can understand that. Given her fame, she can get whatever she wantsjust by asking," I said."Except for a boyfriend, apparently," she said."When is she expected back?" I asked."Not for a few hours. She's in class," she said."Are you up for another chapter in the story?" I asked.She looked down at my crotch to see by cock hard and twitching. "I'll beright back," she said, leaving the room.A minute later, she was back wearing the white shirt and the skirt."You're back again? What did Sister.