“The views are stunning,” she agreed, “But I have seen little of the house.”
I showed her into the study, “Please take a seat. “What’s her going to do if you takes her eh?” she asked, “Tell her mommy? “You find a nice wench and woo her, if you want’s my advice, you ent bad looking, and you ent short of a shilling, there’s lots of wenches would jump at chance.”
“Really? “Oh very well, lie back and I shall please you as our chambermaids were wont to do to father,” she explained. “Dear god she’s fatter than you, and uglier,” I pointed out. Not one but three respondents. “No, no I don’t, nor a wife nor have I had,” I admitted, as I sat up my head throbbing. I ate mine. I stood behind her chair and thrust my hands down her cleavage spreading her dress and releasing her modest mounds. “Oh I just don’t want us to be disturbed,” I said and I walked behind her and made my move. With her coat removed a clean though worm grey dress was revealed, together with modest cleavage.
