Bushy.Yes, Mr. Chesterton?I really wouldn't like to see this bank lose your account, but, for a fee, I can set you up with an offshore account that wi...ll be highly beneficial to you financially.How much of a fee, sir?Oh, I don't mean a monetary fee, Ms. Bushy.Then, just what kind of fee did you have in mind, sir?Come now, Ms. Bushy, you're quite a lovely young woman. It shouldn't be too hard to figure out the fee I have in mind.Why you dirty old man, I thought.I stood up quickly, somewhat red. It has you on edge but it is not strong enough to push you all the way over. Am I right?”Her inner feminist struggled to find words, but it hit her like a slammed door of truth. She realized, “Yes.” He was right, she’d been getting horny, but never enough to actually get off. He was right, he knew.“Very good then, there is an easy solution to your problem. Open your mouth dear.” He unstopped the top of the dropper and measured out a small amount of clear liquid.Her world spun, but with no more. Kat and Bitsy looked at each other then looked at Rav, who was grinning and bouncing in Kat's arms.Watching out the window, they saw Brand and his Grandfather step down from the carriage. Walking up the steps Brand glanced up and grinned. Giving a salute. Mary came in to tell MiLady that they had company, she grinned and winked at Bitsy, taking Rav from his Mothers arms, she gave him a stern look "she will bring, Brand to you, don't you go, puffing at me now." Mary was relieved when Rav didn't. Mary then reached and took me by the cock and told me to follow her that everything was ready in the bathroom. When we entered the bathroom I noticed the six bags hanging on a rack by the commode. Mary said she needed to advise me that if Alma had her way she will be very vulgar and freaky all weekend starting with the enemas and douches. I told them all that was fine with me. I was there to learn, gain experience and have lots of fun.Alma stepped up, dropped to her knees, laying her head.