It was a Mercedes E class car. I said yes I can drive that car. She handed over the keys to me and got into the rear seat.I started the car and asked ...her where are we going, she said go on Mysore road. I started driving and as soon as I entered Mysore road I asked her we are on Mysore road and where exactly I had to drive. She just said keep driving on Mysore road, I passed Kengeri, Bidadi, Ramnagar, I could not control and asked her again “madam we have crossed Ramnagar, where actually are we. Shaun's low groan reverberated in the small shower. He laced his fingers in my hair, guiding me into a rhythm. The hot, smooth glide of his cock past my lips turned me on more than I thought possible.I once dated a guy who told me that there is nothing better than a good blow job and that if you make the first few truly great, he'll never forget you. Although that guy was long gone his advice stuck with me, and besides, I'd always thought it was fun. I liked the challenge of making it last as. After supper, Mahala and Sallie showed Tara how to fuck with the man on his back and the woman sitting on top. I didn’t like it as much, but the girls sure enjoyed it.Friday Feb 24, 1843It was cold again this morning, the coldest morning since I left home. Everywhere that the ground had been wet, it crunched beneath my feet as I sought a likely tree to water. Even my stream of pee gave off steam. The first two feet of water out from the shore of the stream had a thin layer of ice on top. Even. Yeoman Rogers just shook his head when I went by the security office. The elderly man was standing in the doorway, just killing time.I shrugged and grinned. It had become part of our private joke, since he couldn't tell anyone about the women cycling through my cabin. He was a true gentleman who understood his steward's role well.Today, I slid down a series of maintenance ladders to get to the lower levels, the last ladder coming out near an elevator. In a good mood, I felt somehow freed to.