A couple of weeks ago I’d sent a message to Mistress Jane saying that I’d managed to arrange a free weekend at the end of the month. Mistress Jane had promptly replied that she’d check her diary to make sure she was available. The next day I received a text from Jack saying that Mistress Jane had asked if he was free the same weekend and if so, would he like to pick me up from the train station. So here I was, walking out...