The club was full of girls dressed a bit like Jasmine, and strangely me being slightly formally dressed seemed to get more attention! There were loads... of what I suppose you would call good looking guys there, all of them trying to catch my eye. I clung onto Bradley, he turned and looked down at me, ”that’s nice honey,” and he kissed me on the forehead! I blushed but didn’t feel uncomfortable. Jasmine and Thomas went onto the dance floor and me and Bradley stayed in the booth with fresh drinks,. However, although she is a fine woman, I must declare that in spite ofLady Collingwood's virtues, rather than arriving tomorrow to find hislady alone and welcoming I would prefer to find the lord of the manorat his ancestral seat, recovering from some sickness or injury thathas prevented his return to the city.My course is decided.November 15th, 1881I commence this entry by updating that my first evening at CollingwoodHall has drawn to a close, with no sign yet of the building's master.However. Some women are whores, some are shocked at the thought and some sluts want to be begged to be whores. Samantha need be to told who was in charge."Listen, you have one minute to take off your shirt, or else I'm going to throw you out of here and Emily can drive me to where the women are smarter," I said. "You have sixty seconds, starting now."Her mouth opened in shock, but she was smart enough not to say anything. Samantha thought fast, about her brother, about her crappy car, and about how much. "Why that's a fine idea Ms. Myers." Bend me over the cooler? What are they up to?" Barbara thought. She was sure she would be pulled over Kathy's lap to receive a spanking.Using Barbara's hair to control her, Kathy forced Barbara to her knees in front of the cooler. Jenna knelt on the opposite side of the cooler. She gently took Barbara's face in her hands and brushed her blond hair from her eyes. Their eyes met."Now, now sweetie, let this happen." Jenna said soothingly.Barbara was somewhat.