Through the window I could see Zoe pulling Tina with her and Emily. All three looked over at me as their car went one way, and mine went another.I kne...w the separation was temporary, and Jonathan would get it all straightened out, but that didn’t keep my stomach from tying into knots.It took me a moment to realize that we weren’t headed towards town, where the police station was. Instead we were headed to the southern edge of town, eventually pulling up in front of a warehouse.“Where are we?” I. ”“Milady.” She made a curtsey to the older woman, who nodded graciously. A governess does not curtsey to her charge, and she had not yet refused the position.They were four at luncheon, quite unbalanced. Lord Richard and Lady Deborah conducted the conversation from two ends of a table which -- if much shorter than the table at the end of which she had eaten (and drunk) dinner the night before -- was awkwardly long for that purpose. The question of her being a governess to the girl did not. He started moaning like a girl and I was feeling like I am fucking a girl. I fucked him in missionary, sleeping over him, kissing him and he responded just like a girl.Then he came over me and started humping me like a cowgirl, oh he was very good at it. His movement was so horny, he made sounds, made horny faces, and wow he was really good at it. I felt like cumming but didn’t want to cum. I made him stand to support a table, with his 1 leg over the table. I tend to last long while standing. Rampton told us that computers do the work, but they’ll always need a person with common sense to know if it’s right. I have common sense, at least.Mr. Rampton’s appearance -- my height if I scrunched over, hair in need of a barber, usually the same sports coat -- might have explained him being single. Not gay or anything, as we know by how a guy talks to us. Mr. Rampton was actually funny sometimes, but most missed it. He was quiet, for a teacher at least, but then again, some of us were quiet.