Rosemary had a big mouth. Within a couple of weeks, we got a call from another mother wanting us to help her daughter.

“Red, we can’t have a string of underage girls coming to our house. That wouldn’t end well.”

Red nodded. “What are we going to do about this?”

“How well do you know Dr. Wilson? He is your doctor.”

“Pretty well, actually. I fucked him once, years ago. “She smiled. “In my wilder, younger days.”

“God, I loved those days.”

“You haven’t done too badly lately.”

“How about we enlist him in doing these female “physicals”, instead of us?” We decided to have him come and visit us when he could.

Dr. Wilson came a week later. “Betsy, it is so nice to see you again. Do you have a problem that needs a physician?”

“Yes, we do, but not about me. I know you have been helping women for years with unwanted pregnancies, and other female problems. We have one for you. We have several mother friends who are concerned about their young daughters being ready for marriage. They have asked us to instruct their daughters on the ways of sex and men. Have you had anyone ask for this service before?”

He looked at us carefully. I could tell he was thinking about why we would be asking about things that are so sensitive in the community. “I have had a few mothers ask me to talk to their daughters about sex, and I have done physicals to ensure they would be ok.”

Red smiled. “Ok, doc. We would like to make a deal with you. We can’t have underage girls coming to our house. We were wondering if we could quietly refer them to you?”

“You realize I could lose my practice if anyone complains. I don’t know every woman in Philadelphia, and it would take just one to ruin me.” He had a point, but we had wondered of that.

I spoke up, “We had thought of that. How about if Betsy were there, also? She could assure the mothers that we are onboard with this, and she could do most of the physical stuff.”

I could see Dr. Wilson thinking. I know he could use the company. Several of the most prominent women in Philadelphia aren’t allowed to see him by their husbands because of his work with poorer women.

He made a decision. “I will do it under one condition. Betsy must work for me. That way, it is an official office visit, and anything she does will be authorized.”

We hadn’t counted on that. It is true we had just hired a nanny for the two kids, and she would have some time to do this.

I looked at Red, “Tell you what doc, we will talk it over and get back to you.” We agreed this see him in a couple of days.

We decided we could all the time use the money, and Red could use a new challenge. We sent him a letter agreeing.

Red sent a letter to the mother and told her she would do, but it would be in the doctor’s office. She told her she was the new assistant for Dr. Wilson, and they would be glad to help.

Wilma Hutchinson appeared at our door the day after she received our letter.

“I am sorry for just appearing at your door, but I don’t have much time and I need to know Dr. Wilson is discreet.”

I let Red handle this one. “Wilma, I would not work there if I wasn’t confident in his skill and desire to help the women of Philadelphia.”

“My daughter, Alicen, is set to marry a banker’s son. She is only 17 and she knows nothing about sex or men. I need you to make her at least able to not be afraid.”

“Send her to me at his office next Monday, and I will take care of her.” We were in company.

Red went to work the next Monday, and I checked in with BF. He been elected to the Pennsylvania assembly, the first of many positions in politics. He had worked his way into being the head of the assembly. During this time, he convinced the British to defend the western areas of Pennsylvania against the French. It was during this time he began to chafe under British rule. The colonies were beginning to send delegations to discuss issues they distribute against the British and Indians. BF was appointed one of these for Pennsylvania. He was getting a reputation among the other colonies.

It was during this time that he began a friendship with a prominent woman of society. It has been discussed among the colonies whether he was “diddlying” with her. I can say he did not. He loved the business of trendy, rich women. He wondered they were less of a threat than their husbands. He traded letters with many of them for his entire life. But, if he wanted a night of wanton sex, he came to me. He liked lower society women that he didn’t have to worry about conversation or problems.

As his stature grew among the politicians, we didn’t see as much of each other. Over time, Red worked as an assistant to Dr. Wilson, and got to finger many a young virgin. She also used the good doctor as a model of adult manhood. He did as I did, not fucking them, but teaching about blowjobs, and methods to get men to do what they wanted. The practice grew to the point where Red was making almost as much as the printing company.

Finally, in his fiftieth year, the Pennsylvania assembly had enough of the King’s representatives in Pennsylvania and decided to send BF directly to the King. I didn’t go with him initially, but he sent for me after a few months. Since Red was doing well on her own, I decided to go.

BF fell in love with the sophisticated lifestyle of the Londoners. He was a celebrity and was entertained often. His issue was, he could flirt with the high society women, but he dared not fuck any of them. It might jeopardize his mission. Hench, his need for me. He had found a woman to rent from who was engaging, and she had a young daughter I wondered intelligent and engaging. He was friends with the daughter, Polly, until the day he died. But noting actual physical was between them.

He was elected to the Royal Society, an intellectual and scientific club. He thoroughly enjoyed rubbing elbows with the cream of British society. Even after his “mission” was over, he stayed and toured England with several of them.

He was thrilled with the new King George III in 1761. He hoped this man would improve the lot of the colonies.

Meanwhile, I had met a few “upstanding” people from the lower side of London. I developed a friendship with a man named Patty. We toured the pubs and found several ladies interested in a little money and a little fun. When everything was set, I informed BF. He scheduled a “rest” period for the proper weekend, and we were ready.

The Friday evening arrived, and BF, Patty, and I convened at our rented digs. Patty had brought six really pretty British lasses. He promised they were all clean, not prostitutes, or professional working girls. I had researched most of them, and they were from poorer families with no prospects for advancement. They just hoped to get lucky. BF grabbed the prettiest from the moment we came in. She was no more than 22 or 23, big busted with a tight body. She was the class of the room, and I had decided I would have a go myself before we were through. Each of us captured two ladies and headed for different couches. The first I had was a slightly older woman, maybe 30 who still looked good, but probably had been rode a little hard, and discarded. She had no issue agreeing to anything I mentioned. A good place to begin.

BF already had both of his girls naked, and the prettiest one was laying on the couch with her legs spread. The second girl was kneeling in front of BF and sucking him off with enthusiasm. I wondered he would be fine for a while, so I turned to my pair. The younger girl was a black-haired girl no more than 21. She willingly dropped her dress to reveal nothing underneath. They had come prepared. I told the old blonde to lay down and spread her legs. I then told the young one to lick her off. I watched her dive into the wet heaven of the woman’s pussy. She licked her until she was hot, but I told her to stop.

“Aye, Governor, what made you stop ‘er. I was ready for a little squeeze of me juices.” I smiled, pushed the girl apart, and plowed into her. She moaned and lay back, forgetting her little fit. She had done this a few times, I fucked her until I wondered she was ready. She threw her legs up in the air. I caught them and held her legs aside while I plowed the old heifer. She bellowed like one when she came and did produce a respectable wash of her juices. I turned to the younger one, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her down to dick level and stuck my wet dick into her mouth. She didn’t need instructions. She began sucking and playing until I came back. I held the back of her head as I pumped her throat. I could feel it hitting the back of her mouth, but she didn’t seem to mind. I continued until I blew another load down her throat. She swallowed, licked my dick off, and smiled as she licked her lips.

“Sweet as molasses, governor. Got nough for me button? I’m raging.” I didn’t, so I told the blonde to satisfy her. I watched as she expertly brought the young girl to the edge of passion, and then pushed her over the edge. She WAS raging because she came hard.

While watching her finish the black-haired girl, I turned to see BF mounting the beauty like a stud. He had her bent over the arm of the couch and rode her until she collapsed on the couch in bliss. He continued a few more minutes until he unloaded into her. When he finished, he pulled out to see his cum dripping down her leg. He told his other girl to lick her pussy to get the juices. She dove in like it was water in a dessert. These girls really do know what they are doing. It made me worry that we might get permanent reminders from their wet mounds. Well, too late now.

Patty had one of his girls on a table on her back. He had pulled her head off the table and was fucking her throat while the other girl was eating her out. I just admired the sight. Six pretty young Brits, naked and perverting themselves to our will, all at the same time.

As I turned back to the company at hand, I saw BF changing to the other girl. He laid her on the couch and climbed aboard. She spread her legs and sung softly as he fucked her into oblivion. We had all fucked each of ours, and I didn’t know how much I had left when Patty spoke up. “OK, gents. There are rooms up these stairs. You can take the ones you have now, or switch. We are having kidney pie in the morning.”

I looked at BF, and he smiled, and we switched. I took the beauty and her friend and headed up stairs. I don’t know what BF and Patty did, and I didn’t care. I had who I wanted.

He three of us went into a kind of run-down bedroom, but it was clean. I wanted to begin with the beauty because I didn’t know how much I had left. She jumped on the bed, spread her legs, and smiled. I told the other girl to sit on her face so she could lick her button while I fucked her. We all three came at the same time. It was hard, but sweet. I was so tired we just entangled into a twist of arms and legs and fell asleep.

We awoke to a rare sunny day in London. Patty was downstairs.

“Come on, everyone. Food and friends.” He had food on the table. The nine of us sat down and ate. Afterward, BF wanted to know if we were finished.

“That is up to you. You still have two girls you haven’t tasted of yet. We could stay here for a few more hours. I looked at BF, and we each grabbed the two girls we hadn’t fucked yet. The first one for me was a young, skinny girl of 24 or 25. She had no tits, but a great ass and a willing smile. The other was a bigger girl, not heavy, but full. She had massive tits but a slender waist. I was thinking she could crush the little one if she lay on her. I grabbed the big girl, took her to a couch, and lay her down. I told the little girl to get between her legs and work on her. When they were both busy, I climbed up on the couch and straddled the big girl. I moved until my dick was mouth level. She knew exactly what I had in mind and reached for me with one hand. She shoved me into her mouth and swallowed me whole. I could feel her throat as I went in and out. It was amazing. I looked down. I was standing straddling a woman on a couch as she sucked me off while the little girl was finishing her off. It was something to write home about, so to speak. I pushed in as deep as I could and let go. She swallowed as she was coming. I cold see in her eyes this was everything she wanted. After we were finished, I sat down beside her, and we rested.

I looked at BF and he had the older girl pinned to the couch. Her legs were spread wide. I couldn’t see the younger girl’s face because she was standing on the couch in front of the other girl. She had pushed her pussy into the older girl’s face and was grinding her face for all she was worth.

By then, I was ready to finish off my last girl. I picked her up and sat her in my lap. I fingered her to see if she was wet, and I didn’t have to bother. She was hot and ready. I picked her up by her ass cheeks and rammed her down on my member. I went in a little farther than I thought, and she screamed. I backed off a little and began bouncing her on my dick. She draped her arms around my neck and stared into my eyes as I fucked her. I got to watch her entire orgasm in her eyes. It was one of the most unusual things I had ever seen. When she came, she started moaning and her eyes rolled back in her head. After she finished, she collapsed into my arms. I held her until she was back with me.

BF, Patty, and I finished at about the same time. I looked at them. “Well, gentlemen, I think we are done here. I think we have bred these little British fillies until they are leaking as they walk. It is time to go. The London party was over.