It was a bizarre set up. Seated at a table that stood by a bay window in the lounge were our “guests” for tea; two elegantly dressed, shop-window ...dummies. “You are all far too inexperienced to practice on any of us,” Miss Carson announced, seeing our looks of disbelief at being expected to wait on mannequins. “When you can do things properly for Amanda and Sally here, you MAY be allowed to try serving Miss Matilda or her guests.”First of all we had to lay up a table for afternoon tea. Miss. The answer of course was that I had to in order to hide my Adam's Apple, but would any of them think of that? It became common for Lily to let herself be talked out into the parking lot where she sometimes gave blow jobs, hand jobs or let herself be fucked. Some of her brazenness rubbed off on the other girls and our table became slut central. Whiskey voice (her name was Anna) asked me one time when Lily was out in the parking lot, "Have you fucked her husband yet?"I looked around to see that. "How's LeAnn? One of the nurses said she was okay but I'm not sure she knew who I was talking about." She's fine," he confirmed. "She broke her wrist when she hit the sidewalk and got skinned up a little but in a couple of months she won't even know she was hurt. I don't know how we'll ever thank you, Susan. There's no doubt that you saved her life." Now you know how it feels," she joked. "I guess this hero stuff must be catching, huh." Yeah, I guess," he said with a slight chuckle."Are those. I don't want anyone to do about us...and what's we're going to do."He sighed withdrawing his hand but both of them to cup her ass."Okay so when?"She straightened her clothes in front of him after he took his hands off of her."Soon...god I can't believe it..." Believe what?" That I came on to you..." Me neither but now that you did," he said, "You've gotten me thinking how much I want you..."She nodded."Okay...I'll let you know...when."They separated enough so that when Tiffany came in to ask.