So, what happened? Where are you moving to?"Melissa smiled sadly. "Colorado. My husband got a promotion at his firm, but it means moving to the Denver... office."What could I do? I just sat there, gripping my cup as I struggled to contain my sadness. Eventually, I forced a smile that must have appeared as sad as the one she wore. "I suppose congratulations are in order, Melissa. I'm really happy for you both. Although, I really am going to miss our mornings."The words felt hollow and lame even as. Alicia stepped back in to find a servant awaiting her pleasure. “Your bath is drawn, and your nightclothes are prepared, Milady. May I be of any other service?” “Thank you, Kylie. Please, take your ease.” “Very good, Milady,” Kylie responded with a bow of her head, and then turned to leave the room, her footsteps silent on the carpeted path. Alicia knew that she would return before the sun to lay out clothing for the next day, and assist her in fixing her hair and putting on her face. Alicia. “Yep,” he replied.“I think I saw a few in there. Could you get me one, too?” she asked.Marcy was right. It looked like there were about four of these things in the fridge. Paul grabbed a second one and closed the door. Twisting the cap off as he walked, he stepped over to Marcy’s side and handed her the original beer that he’d retrieved.“Thanks,” Marcy acknowledged him.“Sure,” Paul responded.He walked back around the bed to the other side, opening his own beer and taking a big swig as he. " "Kind of sad," said Vanessa. "But I suppose the first time is always sad in some way." "So what was your first time?" I asked. "With a guy?" she queried. "I don't mean the first time you played with yourself," I explained. "The first time with someone else." "Do girls count?" she asked. "You've done it with a girl? Do tell," I begged. "Well, it only happened once. Unfortunately. Back when I was at a convent boarding school. Lucy, my room-mate had just had a messy breakup with her boyfriend,.