“Yes and damned proud of it,” I said.At that moment Lucinda separated us, metaphorically speaking, by informing us Marge had arrived. I opened the... door of the office on the loft space above the gym. It had been the office area and storage rooms when it had been a furniture store, in it’s former reincarnation. Before it was a gym.“Hey Marge come on up,” I shouted down the stairs to her.She nodded her head and come up to meet me. “You did come. I wasn’t at all sure you would,” she informed. I had heard girls giggle about playing with their pussies and cumming.I had never been much interested. I didn't swoon over a handsome man's broad shoulders like they did. I knew a few even grew excited over the softer curves a woman. I did sorta understand that. Willoweyes's human form had matured, too, and she had nice breasts, bigger than mine. I had small little bumps, but Willoweyes had these round orbs that looked so soft.The tiny itch grew between my thighs and my cheeks reddened. What. In other words, Lucas de Chaunessy had gambled away the family possessions.All this had changed however after a streak of “lucky investments” had yielded him the small fortune of over 10,000 Francs in paper money as well as a substantial Letter of Debt from a Le Havre merchant, which Marie was instructed to present to the widow of the merchant. Some of his other worldly possessions, his weapons, his horses and his snuff box he bequeathed to two fellow officers.After the reading of the will, the. Talk to Marissa about the plans! I know she'll love all of it.” He smiled, then left them alone. As soon as he'd gone out of ear shot, Marissa whispered, “What the fuck, Benji?” Her eyes darted to his, the blush deepening in her cheeks at the eye contact. His low chuckle was deep, somehow dark. “Oh, Mrs. Weiss. You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to working for you.” His fingertips skimmed her bare knee, trailing to the inside of her thigh. Marissa gasped. “Stop, you can't!” she.