By the end of our discussion, we hadarrived at the following conclusion:* I was serious about wanting to see whether I could make a success ofrunning ...a dressing service for men with sissy and submissive fantasies.* I could use some of the spare rooms in the house I had inherited from myMother to create a dungeon; nursery; etc. (In Mummy day, her house hadbeen home to the two of us plus, at any one time, maybe four femalelodgers. It was far too big for me on my own.)* I would cost a fair bit of. She is staying alone in her house as her hubby visits only twice a year.As I went to her home she greeted me with a smile and told me to freshen up and she served coffee.She asked me about any studies and we talked for many hours about different topics. She also asked whether I have any girlfriends and I told no.Later at night she called me to have dinner.Till that I doesn’t have any sexual feeling on her but when she server dinner to me I sawed her beautiful cleavage as she was wearing low. I rubbed her tits and watched my girlfriend's face buried in her pussy. I couldn't wait any longer and I crawled behind my girl and slid my dick into her pussy. It was so wet. My girl moaned into Theresa's pussy as I fucked her. I saw Pete watching the scene with a big smile on his face. I asked him, "You want a turn back here?" He nodded 'yes' and put down his drink. I pulled out and lay back next to Theresa who was still purring while my girlfriend ate her out. I watched Pete roll on. It was restaurant blend but it was hot on a cold morning, so I didn't bitch."So you gonna come by and look at the cabin today," Jeremy asked when we were all seated."So, do I have to walk in," I asked."You can drive up during the construction phase," he replied."Then give me the GPS coordinates for the road entrance and I'll be up there after lunch. I have to go to College Hill for lunch," I explained. Jeremy wrote them on a sandwich wrapper, which seemed to be the only paper he ever had.