I went home and was flying high remembering what ever happened. As they were holidays I have no other work than eating, studying and eating. I had lun...ch and slept.I went to her home in the evening. She was working on her PhD. She said that she will take the class tomorrow. I was there for some time, enjoyed her company and left home.Next day morning I went to her home with books after uncle left. I studied and she taught me for some time. She told me to eat lunch at her home. I was feeling. Deirdre seemed happy to vacation at her late husband’s island retreat. Now that he was dead, she was reportedly enamored of a well-built servant with a large ... umm ... talent. My previous experience as Deirdre’s boy toy led me to believe whatever our spies reported. It hurt to think that I once cared for her very deeply.It was my opinion that the best thing for her would be to get all the happiness she could squeeze out of the next few weeks, because eternal judgment was about to descend on. There was a blonde and a red head both probably around 17 or 18 years old. They were chatting away when all of a sudden one of them stripped down completely nude. Man she had a killer body, perfect B cup breasts (you know the pear shaped kind) beautiful from head to toe. Well the other girl (the red head) seemed to be offended and you could here her say... "What are you doing?" Oh nothing Colleen I just wanted to try on this bra and panty combo and see what you think about it?" Well next time. A beautiful piece. Mistress would be waiting for us, in her overstuffed chair that she loved so much. Drinking a glass of wine, perhaps reading. And yes as lovely as always. The long dark blue dress split on both sides, her legs crossed showing the top of her thigh highs, the long sliver chain around her neck accented her cleavage. The sight of her always took my breath away. I could feel the nervousness from the girl as her hand tightened in mine. I stood in the doorway waiting for Mistress.