“No ‘Of course’ about it, you were fucking Lucinda as I came in, you looked every inch a whore so how the devil am I supposed to know,” I fume...d, “Am I supposed to ask every wench ‘Are you pure’ before I pleasure them?”“No but a bye your leave would be a sound starting point,” Lucinda opined.“If chaps had to ask a bye your leave every time he fancied a poke the whole of humanity would die out in a rash of virginity,” I opined.“Oh lord there is slime running out of me,” Pat declared.“Of course. " She savored it, trying it aloud, and enjoying the romantic sound of it.Poor father, Anne thought, poor father. He looks so old and tired, and now he has done what he swore he would never do. After Sunday supper he had told her, in strict confidence, that he had signed the loyalty oath in order to save their new house. He looked shaken, very sad, and his hand trembled. And he made her swear not to tell anyone, even the servants. "Those damnable factors, mostly foul Scots you know, they're out. Under the hot water, Lee daydreamed about his paramour for the evening, Therese. Ah, Therese, my lovely, with the nipples no bra is thick enough to hide, he thought. He pictured her in his imagination, a petite natural redhead with a cute face bejeweled with startlingly green eyes. There was a lot more that Lee appreciated about Therese: her good nature, intelligence, and artistic ability for starters. He’d more than once contemplated the advantages of seeing her exclusively, maybe even. “Oh my, this is amazing, we can do whatever we want hahaha” she said with a mischievous smile on her face.“Don’t you get too many ideas eh, I will get it if we fuck up something here” I said in a friendly tone.“Yeah… whatever, don’t forget to take care of the laundry as mom said” and off she went running before I had time to say anything about it.Instead of chasing after her, I spent some time standing there, thinking about all the stuff we could get to do now that our controlling parents.