"But I don't have to wear adress, Madame."Mrs. Windham smiled. She took a finger and tapped his nose."You're almost too pretty to be a boy," she said.... "Sometimes I think adress would suit him better, isn't that right, Mirilla?"Mirilla nodded in agreement. Charlie again blushed."Now, we've got a lot of work to do," Mrs. Windham said.She wasn't kidding. One could hardly tell the flowers from the weeds.Charlie spent the better part of the morning helping Mrs. Windham clearthe overgrown weeds away.. "Please, Daddy, don't..." she started as he jerked back the covers to reveal her naked body in the moonlight which poured through the one high window. Cornelius had insisted she sleep in the nude and habit being what it was, she had crawled under the covers au natural, something she now regretted. She tried to cover herself but he slapped her and, the message clear, she let her hands and arms fall to her sides."What did you think? After you been whoring around with half the men in town you. Her legs were splayed wide apart, with the now silent rabbit still buried in her cunt. She looked like she was falling asleep. Uncertain what to do next, I quietly pulled up my pants, and backed slowly out of her room.Well that was a bit unexpected, I thought to myself._______________________ Beth’s open sexuality quickly became the new norm around the apartment. It wasn’t unusual for me to walk in and find her on the couch, watching some XXX movie, gently fingering herself. She loved being. The new Jenni was looking good and I noticed in the evenings she was showing off a little, a glimpse of stocking, nice heels and almost deliberately looking for a reaction from me. We were chatting after dinner one evening and I noticed she was being very naughty I could see her panties as she moved to get more comfortable, she smiled at me and said “I have found a friend a lovely man I met shopping I hope you don’t mind?” “Of course, not darling who is he”“Brian a widower he shops at the.