"Bailey, I don't know anything about what Magdalena's grandmother told you." Everybody but you calls her Maggie." I'd be offended if you called me Mat...t or Matthew," I said. "My mom gave me a name. I'm sure Magdalena's mother thought about it too." She doesn't mind--Maggie, I mean."I shrugged, "I can help you."Bailey bit her lower lip, "You have to know that's impossible but you say it like it's nothing." You came to me." And Susan, Jennifer, Janet, pretty much every one except Maggie thinks I'm. ‘I’ve no idea. I’ve heard him practising it, but it is all in Latin so I don’t understand a word.’ That sounded better. It was more like the Sir Henry I had met before. Although young, he had always been courteous, not just to the family and other guests, but to the staff. The Sir Henry I knew would never have asked me, or anyone else, to do something immodest. ‘Well, Abigail?’ Mrs Jones asked. ‘That seems unexceptionable, but it is up to you. Will you oblige Sir Henry?’ ‘I think I would rather. "I'm going to give you a massage now," I whispered.Mrs. Lou just nodded her head accepting the offer. I then began to work on her shoulders and neck. Mrs. Lou cooed as I massaged her body. I worked my way down from her neck and shoulders to her lower back. Then I purposely bypassed her buttocks and moved to her calves, massaged her calves and then moved to her thighs where I spent a long time. Mrs. Lou could feel her body heating up again even though she didn't think that she was capable of. I tried to hide the boner that had started growing as Carrie told her story..The thought of Sue getting strange nooky didn’t turn me off at all. I had always thought that she had a nice body and a wholesome state of mind, just a fun girl waiting to dispense some fun.“Being caught in the back room and grabbed for a kiss isn’t an affair, you know, sweety”, I tried to invent a non-committal answer.“She was hugging and kissing him back, and he was playing with her tits. When he left she had to pull.