If she wasn’t chatting across the bar with her coworkers, she was flirting with the two cops who had stopped by to see her. “She’s a cop slut,�...�� her coworker Emily whispered to me with a laugh while sliding me a shot. “Happy Birthday!”I took the shot and thanked her. It was my third of the day and I was feeling pretty good. Courtney rejoined me at the bar and asked if I wanted another shot - which I politely declined. “Still leading Shawn along eh,” Emily snipped at Courtney. I learned. Catherine grunted as the finger slipped in, but she didn’t fight it. A second finger followed, then a third, slowly probing at first, then plunging faster and deeper, loosening her hole for the inevitable. Dario climbed up on his haunches, directly above Catherine’s rear, and lowered his cock down till it’s massive head pressed against her arsehole. John couldn’t believe what was happening. He and Catherine had only ever had anal sex a couple of times, as she had always felt it too degrading.. She cried the minute she knew.Here she was pregnant by a man she didn’t know thatwell, and was a mother to a child in a world thatthought that she was dead. What would happen to her,she wondered?After about six months, the girls were starting toshow. “Aren’t you going to take us to the doctor,” askedJenny one morning as she ate her breakfast holding herorange juice glass on her swollen pregnant belly.“What do you think I am,” asked Roger. “Do you. Each of those bells is connected to a bell push in one of the rooms upstairs. If Miss Matilda or one of her guests requires service, a bell will ring. It will be obvious which bell is ringing. The staff is expected to respond, and that includes you.”Mrs Danbury looked out at us across the table as though she had very little confidence in our ability to take any of this on board.“You see the labels. You need to make sure you know which room the bells relate to. I hardly need tell you that a maid.