I lifted Clarissa under her arms, “Undo my fly,” I whispered. Next day I regaled the occurrences to Mary. xxx sex I let her down to the ground. “Lord Ansolenton does not actually want a courtesan, he just wants to fuck you from behind,” I explained, “He hates you, and father, probably hates me as well, but he has said seventy five guineas as long as you let him do as he desires, and wear a blue leather corset, stockings, high heeled shoes and nothing else.”
“You are mad,” she said. “You can stay with us Uncle John,” Flora said quietly. “Gosh,” I exclaimed. “Come to bed,” she whispered. “Nonsense we have no room to spare,” Mother insisted not fully understanding what I felt. “Oh yes please,” Clarissa agreed. The next moment Lord Ansolenton arrived, Dana invited him and his valet in and he stepped into the parlour and promptly had a heart attack. “I reckon you would for five hundred pounds?” I suggested, “But no, save yourself for someone special.”
“No John, please not Lucy,” Dana said as she reappeared. “What is going on?”
“Uncle John intends to put you to work as prostitutes, and is sampling the merchandise,” Dana explained.
