I can do it again.”“Yes,” intoned Beverly, “phase one starts tonight.”Bill pulled up in front of their rental, got out, and started up the l...awn. He went in the house. He looked around, but Annie wasn’t there. On the table was a sandwich wrapped in cellophane and a note. He checked the sandwich. Bologna, Yuk. He opened the note and read it.“Bill I’m out with the girls for the evening. Be back later. Left a sandwich. See you tonight.”Love, Annie“Damn,” thought Bill, “What kind of shit is this?. Mutter thought it a superstition, but Mutter had not learned much more than language in her time in Italy.“Well, we don’t want you in the kitchen, then. Do you know anything about the garden?”So Gretchen spent the next several days gardening. She ate with the kitchen slaves and slept in Phyllis’s room.Phyllis remembered her from when she was a baby. “Dominus bought your mother because she was nursing you. When Domina delivered, he sent you here; and your mother nursed the baby. We put you on. .. uh ... ah ... ah ... AAAAAH!" and drenched my mustache before she looked down into my eyes with a look of pure lust.I stood up with the tip of my rigid John Thomas dragging up her thigh and across her heaving abdomen to come to rest just below her sternum. Beth looked up into my eyes with her face scarlet from her recent orgasm. Silently and trembling, she sank down from her perch on the arm of the couch to kneel between my feet and take me into her beautiful lips and wet warm mouth. Her. I suggested we get out the car and find some more room, so I led her away to a nearby tree. In seconds we were kissing again and she had my cock in her hand, I put my hand up her tiny skirt and down her knickers my fingers finding there way to her pussy that was streaming her juices. I told her to turn around and lean against the tree and she did so spreading her slim legs some more. I lifted her skirt above her waist and the sight of the most perfect bum was waiting for me, her lacy thong.