‘Cynthia’s,’ he explained, ‘in case you’re wondering. Nice for me if we have a long session at the House. Slope off to the gents for a bit o...f self-relief. Relic of school days, y’know. Cynthia likes me to ring her and let her know. Expects a bit of extra laundry when I get home. Gets her in the mood. Still likes a good gallop, does Cynthia.’By the time they were both naked Catherine could see that Jack had sent her someone worth having. Although there was as yet no sign of Sir Guy’s erection,. " Now let me welcome you back properly." I heard some kissing from downthe hall. I closed the door to give them some temporary privacy, but Iwas anxious to go back out with them as Samantha.This was Jeanette's room. I knew it because the room was decorated withcats. It had a bed, dresser with a mirror and a spacious walk-in closet.I took off my shirt and pants. Because I had removed my body hair againthe night before, I decided to wear a wide-pleated tennis skirt likeJennifer had on. Mine. They watch as Maggie, the sixteen year old with the hots for George, the twenty year old, fetches him another coffee he didn’t ask for. She feels the coffee pot, decides it isn’t good enough, makes some more. Takes George a cup. Even through the unreal miasma that prevents them being visible, the real George can smell how nice the coffee smells. She’s taken trouble to make it right.BlurrrTwo years later, she’s still there. She left after six months in the real world. Now she is behind the. .She shook the negativity from her mind, quite literally, and turned again. She looked over her shoulder behind her, into the mirror. She dropped her arms to her sides and stood up on her toes, flexing her legs and watching her gluts tighten. She giggled and nearly fell, startled by a low voice from the door. "What's so funny?" He slowly pushed the door open and looked at her, with the smirk she found so absolutely enticing. "Mmmm....nothing. How are you feeling, sleepy head? You should go lay.