Our Lady was a brilliant strategist. She knew that girls and young women craved to be accepted by other girls and young women, both as equals and as f...riends. Females are inherently social, or so she says. And in the manor, with so few servants, the girls there suffered from an inability to form friendships as close as they might have liked. At least that was Penny's theory.To that end, she had Jenny, who was high up on the complicated social ladder of the estate, arrange to "bump into" all the. Victor raised his arms in victory. Surprisingly, Tyler was laughingand having a good time.I shook my head. I can?t believe what I?m seeing. It?s like I don?t evenknow these two. I looked at Victor, realizing I might have misjudgedhim.Just then our eyes locked. He smiled and pointed at me. "Victor,Madison!" he called. "Come on over! Let?s play!"Madison and I entered the pool and waded to them."Um, Nicole," I told him. "Aren?t you getting a little carried away?" Nonsense!" he said. "I told you to. Almost as an afterthought he asked us if we would like to join them for breakfast. You nodded slightly so I told him that we would love to. We sat at the glass table across from our friends. Both of the girls lost no time in hiking their short skirt up so that their pussies were visible through the table. As we had noted the previous evening Sonia, the blond had a totally shaven pussy while Melody barely trimmed her bikini line from the looks of things. It was a strange breakfast, chatting. His broad, strong shoulders, and his little patch of fur on his chest, which traveled down his toned stomach and around his cute, belly button. His hands were rough from his working, but his arms, chest, and face were all smooth and soft to the touch. And so very warm. His heat was intense. I watched his eyes as he studied me lying on my side. My dress sculpting my body. I could tell he was undressing me with his eyes and I loved it. I slowly arose from the bed and stood up. Walking over to.