A minute later the carriage with Laura, Katie and the Frenchman pulled up. I waited for them to disembark, and opened the front door. I noticed that K...atie’s bodice was awry, and that Laura’s dress was askew and the Frenchman’s trousers stained by what I had to assume was his precum or spunk. My housekeeper was about, and I told her to prepare a large repast, not only breakfast, but a sumptuous lunch as well. In short order we sat to a hearty breakfast and I excused myself to inspect the kitchen. "Alice!" Max shouted. "Alice Adams! Where are you?" H-here!" a weak voice sounded from Max' left.The separating wall had crumbled away, and Max could dimly see collapsed beams in what had been the adjacent bedroom."I'm under the bed," the child's voice could be heard.Max could see the shape of the bed under the rabble and he crawled over. He could see a blonde head under the bed."I h-hid under the b-bed when the earth b-began to sh-shake," the girl stammered.Reaching under the bed, Max pulled. We talked about this but Jane felt that it was difficult for us to pick up a guy when we were together and I had to agree as we hadn’t found anyone when we were out as a couple for months. To find a compromise we devised a plan. Jane would go out on her own in our car (which was a pretty posh company car at the time) and if she picked someone up she would phone me. She would take the guy to one of two secluded areas we knew not too far from where we lived and she would always let me know which. It did not take long before he came and we collapsed down on the ground. I had still not come and quickly pulled him over and grasped after his softening cock. He groaned as I without mercy tried to make him erect again. "No more, I am spent," he complained. "Quite obviously," I complained and abandoned the attempt. "You are good fuck but can forget about any discount with such limited staying power."I stood up and looked around. The others was looking at me with lustful looks as they had been.