As soon as Miss Lexington had said her goodbyes and ended the call from the luxury spa, Miss Campbell placed her phone on the bedside table and spoke.
“Ok, now it’s just you and me. I can slide your big, British cock inside me again, Christopher,” she said bluntly.
Chris wriggled in a nervous excitement, and the smooth texture of the broadsheets rubbed against him.
Miss Campbell then picked up a cock ring, turned back round to face Chris and held it in her hand as she sat up and began to stroke his cock until it reached full hardness. Rolling it down to the base of Chris’ cock, she then climbed off the bed and began to undress.
The female opera had been playing on a continuous loop and the melody timed well with the way Miss Campbell undressed.
Once she was fully naked, she sipped some more champagne and climbed onto the bed. The broadsheets crinkling as she moved up the bed and into position, straddling over Chris in preparation to insert his erect penis inside her vagina.
Miss Campbell took Chris’ solid penis to the lips of her vagina and circled the top of his cock, lubricating it before slowly sliding it inside herself. They both gasped and then Miss Campbell placed her hand on the broadsheet covering Chris’ body and began to ride passionately. Chris fixed his sight on Miss Campbell’s pert breasts as her arms were pressing into the outside of each one, pushing them together to form a nice cleavage.
After a few minutes, she slowly lay her abdomen down and then pressed her breasts firmly onto the broadsheet atop Chris. Miss Campbell then forced her tongue into Chris’ mouth and they passionately kissed whilst Miss Campbell lifted herself back to the tip of Chris’ cock before plunging back down to take the full length, repeating this for a couple minutes. Miss Campbell then sat up, placed her hands on the back of the broadsheets and, whilst riding firmer, began to rub her hands up the back page. The bottom of the page was now crinkled and was mushing in the wetness causing it to rub against her clitoris, massaging it, making Miss Campbell feel euphoric.
She began to ride a little more intensely and making a lot of noises of intensive pleasure. That noise then led to cackles of insane laughter. She lay her body back into Chris’ and began to kiss his face and neck repeatedly. Chris, although enjoying the sex, became a little uneasy and a bit concerned as she had gone wild and the kissing was intense, especially when she forced her tongue back into his mouth. He had tried to reciprocate, but she had then sat up and rode him hard and fast. She slapped his face occasionally until she burst into orgasm and that made Chris join her and explode his load deep inside her.
The bedroom became a very noisy place in that moment due to the sounds of euphoria and the bed pounding along with the crinkle and rustling of all the broadsheet newspapers on the bed, topped with the female opera music.
As the noise resided, the female opera melody continued to play in the background as the noise from the bed was now just pants from Chris and Miss Campbell, both enjoying the euphoric buzz and come down following intense orgasmic sensation.
A minute passed when Miss Campbell sat up with a smile and spoke.
“Ok, Christopher, I’m going to use the bathroom and arrange downstairs for dinner and then we are going to have sex again shortly, so you can wait here,” she said in a calm tone.
Chris accepted what Miss Campbell said and as she used a broadsheet page to plug herself after withdrawing Chris’ cock from her vagina. She then climbed off of the bed and went to the bathroom.
Chris just had to lie there and await her return, something he had become accustomed to with Miss Lexington.
Thirty minutes later, Miss Campbell returned to the bedroom, dressed in her bathrobe but with her hair still looking neat and tidy. She closed the door and walked over to the champagne bottle on her vanity unit. She poured a glass and drank it. She then turned to face Chris.
“Ok, let’s get you hard again,” she said seductively.
Miss Campbell slowly took off her bathrobe and let it drop to the floor. Chris, looking at her body and pert breasts, soon had a full erection, and Miss Campbell smiled as she watched his cock throb to full hardness. Wasting no time, she picked up a New York Times broadsheet from the huge pile and carried it on to the bed. She picked up the crinkled WSJ broadsheet that had been used in the last hour and threw it aside. She placed the fresh New York Times broadsheet on Chris and then positioned herself in a straddle and slid Chris’ cock into her vagina.
This sexual encounter of boob pressing, riding and rubbing lasted around fifteen minutes. Chris received a slap afterward for it not lasting longer and was strictly reminded that they were going to be having more sex and that there will be many more broadsheet newspapers on Sunday.
That evening, after Miss Campbell released Chris from her broadsheet bed, they both showered and dressed. Miss Campbell was wearing a nice, baggy white woolly and some comfy leggings. They ate dinner, which was a nice chicken and vegetable meal. They spent the rest of the evening talking whilst the television played in the background. Miss Campbell asked him lots of questions about his work at LNC, himself, and what happens at Meadow View back in the UK.
Before long, Miss Campbell announced it was time to go to bed. They secured the house and made their way upstairs. Chris asked Miss Campbell for a bottle of water, as the tap water didn’t taste the same as back home in England. Chris went to the bathroom to clean his teeth and drank the bottle of water.
When he arrived in the bedroom, Miss Campbell told Chris to undress and lay some fresh broadsheets on the bed and to undress and lay on them. He did as he was told. Miss Campbell then undressed and was wearing her lace nightwear underneath. She reached under the bed and picked up the satin sheet that Miss Lexington had used the night before, unfolding it and climbing on to the broadsheet covered bed, pulling it over herself and Chris. She turned the bedside lights off and hugged into Chris, something that he was not expecting.
She then spoke.
“Your mistress will be returning here tomorrow afternoon. We shall rise early in the morning, so let’s get some sleep,” she said in a nice tone and kissed his cheek.
“Goodnight,” she said before turning over and facing the other way.
“Goodnight Miss,” Chris replied.
Chris fell asleep rather quickly, but awoke in the early hours due to Miss Campbell getting out of bed to use the bathroom. He pretended to be asleep when she returned and climbed back into bed. He thought about placing his hand on her thigh but remembered that he was meant to be on his best behaviour and didn’t want Miss Campbell to belt him around the face as hard as she did when he touched her without permission. They both soon fell asleep and at 07:30am, the alarm woke them both up.
Miss Campbell was going to use the bathroom first and instructed Chris to stack the broadsheets neatly on top of the other weekend newspaper sheets. He was then to place fresh broadsheets on the bed and pick up the sheets that had previously covered him and were now scattered on the floor. After completing the task, he needed to head to the bathroom and use the facilities, as there were to be no interruptions for the next hour or two.
Following instructions, he flawlessly covered the bed with fresh broadsheets and, upon Miss Campbell’s return from the bathroom, he headed to there for his turn. Meanwhile, Miss Campbell sat in her comfy chair, still in her nightwear, and picked up her vibrating dildo from her drawer and took to pleasuring herself. Once she had peaked, she picked up and began to read the Americas Women Magazine.
After fifteen minutes spent using the lavatory, a brief shower and cleaning his teeth thoroughly, Chris returned clean and dry and ready to get dressed. Miss Campbell spoke.
“On the bed, Christopher,” she said without looking up from reading her magazine.
Chris did as he was told. He knew from Miss Lexington that Sunday was always the stricter day and Miss Campbell had learned fast and very well her routine and scheduled discipline.
Immediately after he lay on the broadsheet bed, Miss Campbell stood up and walked over to the bed. Placing the America’s Women magazine down on the bed, she then restrained Chris with the straps and wrapped and taped his arms and legs in loose broadsheet pages. She then played the female opera music to create the atmosphere. She then turned round so her back was to the bed and slid out of her lace nightwear. Once again, she was naked. Chris could see her nice, slight curves and was waiting for the sight of her pert breasts. Picking up a Wall Street Journal Weekend broadsheet newspaper, she turned round, walked to the bed, and climbed on. Chris’ cock was fully erect and ready. There was the familiar sound of newspaper sheets crinkling as she moved into position and slid Chris’s solid cock inside of herself.
She rode him slowly at first but was soon going wild making sounds of pleasure and laughing insanely, also intensely kissing Chris as she took his cock deep and firmly inside of herself. The sexual encounter lasted around ten minutes, after which Miss Campbell gave him another slap around his face to remind him who was in charge. She then walked to the bathroom while Chris awaited her return.
Miss Campbell returned dressed in black leggings and a comfy-looking cardigan with a strappy top underneath that showed off her cleavage. She released Chris from her bed and he then climbed off to unwrap himself. Miss Campbell sat by her vanity unit and picked up some jewellery. She then spoke.
“Just so you know, Christopher, we will be having sex again in a short while. I require you to be ready when I say,” she said firmly while putting her diamanté earrings in.
Chris had a nervous flush of excitement at the way she spoke and how she watched herself in the mirror as she was putting her earrings and had dominantly told him what she required.
“Yes, Miss Campbell, of course,” Chris replied as he started to make his way to the bathroom.
After he had finished and returned to the bedroom to get dressed, they both headed off downstairs to make breakfast.
As the day went on, Miss Campbell done some of her own business work and relaxed on the sofa in her in-house office. She allowed Chris to watch the television or sit in the garden. She also had Chris back upstairs and on the bed in the late morning and once more in the early afternoon for more broadsheet sex and discipline.
At 4 pm, Miss Campbell demanded Chris to prepare the bedroom for Miss Lexingtons’ arrival. He tidied all the broadsheets into piles. One for crinkled sheets and one for perfect condition, unused sheets with the full and folded untouched broadsheets that sat atop the vanity unit still in place. All this made him nervous, as he knew there was a spanking coming and had no idea what type of intensity it would be.
‘What if Miss Campbell encourages Miss Lexington to become harsher in her disciplinary’s?’ he thought to himself.
The bed and pillows were covered in fresh broadsheet pages and once he had made everything immaculate, he was told to go downstairs and sit on the sofa and await Miss Lexington’s arrival.
Chris made his way to the living room and sat on the sofa. Ten minutes passed when Miss Campbell came down the stairs with her hair back in a bun and dressed in a black shift dress with black high heels. Chris noticed the red colour underneath that was the same as the heels Miss Lexington wore. She looked good.
It was 4:30pm on the dot; the door knocked. Chris felt a surge of nervousness as Miss Campbell walked over to answer.
The door opened and Miss Campbell smiled and welcomed Miss Lexington in. After she had taken her very classy coat off, Chris saw that she was dressed in her finest attire of a white blouse and a black pencil skirt. She wore the same black heels with red under soles. Her perfume scent was potent.
Once she had stepped into the house and Miss Campbell had closed the door, Chris stood up and spoke.
“Hello, Miss, I hope you had a nice weekend at the spa?” Chris said with a slight tremble in his voice.
She looked at him, smiled, and then spoke.
“Why hello, Christopher? Yes, I did have a wonderful time, it was very splendid indeed, thank you. Now, how has your weekend been?” she said with a smile.
There was a slight pause as Chris looked at Miss Campbell, and just as he was about to speak, she over spoke him loudly.
“Don’t look at me, Christopher, you look at your mistress when she is talking to you!” Miss Campbell boomed at him.
“Er, yes, of course, Miss, I do apologise,” Chris nervously said.
“I had a good weekend and I hope you’re pleased with my performance and with Miss Campbell’s handling of the weekend.”
Miss Lexington looked at Miss Campbell and spoke.
“Hayley, darling, can you fetch some Champagne and hand it to Christopher, please? He will take it upstairs and place it on your vanity unit and await our presence. Won’t you Christopher?” she said firmly.
Chris spoke instantly. He wanted to keep her happy and this spanking to be as smooth as possible.
“Yes, miss, of course I will,” he said confidently.
Miss Campbell returned to the living room with the champagne bottle and three glasses. She then looked at Chris and spoke.
“There, now you will go upstairs and I require you to sit in my chair while me and your Mistress have a discussion,” she said firmly.
Chris did as he was told and headed upstairs and once he had entered the bedroom, he placed the champagne and glasses on the vanity unit and then sat down on the comfy chair that Miss Campbell sat in to pleasure herself.
Chris sat and thought about the weekend’s events. The meeting with Miss Campbell, along with Cammie.
‘Ahh, Cammie, she is so hot,’ Chris thought to himself.
He then thought about how good it had been at the LNC USA building, meeting new people and working with Lisa and Isabella.
‘Isabella, she is really nice too, and from what Miss Lexington said, she quite likes me?’ Chris thought to himself further.
He would hopefully be seeing them all tomorrow.
As he sat thinking further, he looked at the broadsheet-covered bed and the wild ridings and discipline he had been involved in with Miss Campbell. It was all surreal.
‘It was nice to see Miss Lexington though,’ he thought with a smile.
His feelings for her hadn’t changed. He just wished that Miss Lexington would kiss him in the way that Hayley had.
All that thinking had passed the time when he suddenly heard Miss Lexington and Miss Campbell making their way up the stairs. His stomach gripped in nervousness and his heart rate increased, but he was quite thrilled, too.
Miss Campbell entered the bedroom, followed by Miss Lexington, who closed the door behind herself. Miss Lexington then spoke.
“Ok, Christopher, I don’t need to ask do I, you know what is required,” she said firmly.
Chris, with his heart rate increased, stood up and began to undress. He then answered quickly.
“Yes, Miss, of course,” he said.
He was soon placing each item of clothing in a tidy pile under the bed as Miss Lexington placed her champagne glass down on a loose broadsheet page she had picked up and dropped on the floor moments prior and she sat down in the chair that Chris had just vacated.
Next thing Chris heard as he stood up was Miss Campbell’s voice.
“Pick up the two piles of broadsheets, place them in front of your mistress and get to your knees, Christopher,” she said firmly.
Chris did as he was told, and once he had placed the pile of broadsheets in place, he then found himself staring at Miss Campbell’s shoes. There was a ten-second pause of silence followed by a sigh that he took as Miss Campbell’s Green light to proceed with kissing her shoes. He then put his hands behind his back, leant forward, and began to kiss and worship her heels. A minute passed when he then received a harsh satin paddle slap on his backside that made him wince. He then jumped as Miss Campbell shouted at him.
“Since when, Christopher, did I or your mistress say it was ok to kiss my shoes?” she said loudly.
Chris nervously looked up and spoke.
“I’m sorry miss, I thought when you sighed it was time to kiss them,” he said with a slight tremble.
“No, but you may continue now as you have started,” she said firmly.
Chris quickly resumed kissing both her shoes all around, making sure not to touch them with his hands. Miss Campbell would occasionally tap his backside with the paddle until, after a couple minutes, he was told to stand up and walk over to the pile of broadsheets and lay his chest and abdomen into them. Once he had positioned himself on the large pile, Miss Campbell told Chris to lift his weight off the pile temporarily while she took his cock and slid it in between the pages. She then bound his wrists together around one of the comfy armchair leg Miss Lexington was sitting in. Chris could see her shoes right in front of him now and it made his erection even harder. He knew to keep his sight on them at all times. Miss Campbell then walked to her dresser before turning round.
Miss Lexington then spoke.
“Well, Christopher, firstly, don’t you dare knock my champagne over while you are down there! Second and third, from what I understand, you blamed me for the spoiling incident, then you were flirting with Miss Campbell’s female staff and now I hear while you were in disciplinary with Miss Campbell, you were thinking about other girls. Seems like a pattern. First there was Charlotte, wasn’t there? Now we have Cammie and Isabella. We most certainly can not have that when you are in our presence, now can we?” she said slowly and firm.
There was a slight pause before Chris replied.
“No, Miss, we can’t. I fully understand and I apologise,” he said clearly.
Miss Lexington did not acknowledge and instead spoke to Miss Campbell.
“So Hayley, my darling, please begin,” she said firmly.
The spankings then began, first with a broadsheet, then with the magazine before finally receiving around thirty strikes with a satin paddle. He took every single one and made sure to not make too much noise in the presence of Miss Lexington. He realised he was starting to enjoy the harsher discipline.
There was a slight pause and just a female opera playing being the only noise in the room before Miss Lexington spoke.
“Hayley, darling, I must say I am most impressed. The way you have conducted this disciplinary and the weekend as a whole. I will be giving your methods a lot of thought,” she said in a firm tone.
Miss Campbell thanked her and spanked Chris one more time.
Chris then closed his eyes, sniggered and smiled. He knew that when it was him and Miss Lexington alone back at Meadow View in the UK; he was going to be receiving some harsher discipline.
Miss Campbell then undone Chris’ wrists from the chair whilst Miss Lexington poured some Champagne for them all. Chris drank his, and once finished, Miss Campbell demanded him back on the bed.
He was soon bound and wrapped in broadsheet newspapers and Miss Campbell came to lie next to him. Miss Lexington sat back in the chair and observed as Miss Campbell breathed the smell of champagne on her breath into Chris’ face, while rubbing the broadsheets he was covered in and lay, masturbating his cock slowly and gently for a few minutes. Chris was the most nervous he had been all weekend, just due to the point that Miss Lexington was still in the room.
After a few minutes, Miss Lexington stood up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Miss Campball then rolled her dress up to her abdomen and revealed she was wearing no underwear. She straddled Chris and slid a cock ring on his tired but erect penis before sliding it inside of herself, causing them both to gasp. She began to ride him and rub her hands on the back page of the broadsheet she had laid on him.
A couple of minutes had passed when Miss Lexington walked back in the room. Chris watched with sudden surprise as she returned to the comfy chair and sat back down. She picked up her champagne glass and as she sipped, she observed Chris being ridden by Miss Campbell.
She noticed him looking at her and spoke out loud.
“Don’t you dare take your eyes off from Miss Campbell? I want you to focus on her cleavage and don’t you even begin to think about the girls you have been flirting with, Christopher,” she said firmly.
Chris instantly placed his view at Hayley’s cleavage, and without fail, Cammie’s and Isabella’s images came into his mind.
He then received a slap around the face from Miss Campbell before she laid her breasts on him. They were looking nice in her shift dress and bra, making the cleavage really show.
Chris concentrated his stare on Miss Campbell for the duration of the riding. He erupted his load as Miss Campbell had changed the rhythm of her riding that was too nice to hold back from. Again, he received a few more slaps for not lasting as long as Miss Campbell would have liked. She was very highly sexed and always demanded more. He was feeling tired and worn out from the sexual encounters over the weekend and secretly hoped there was no more and he could rest.
Miss Campbell used a broadsheet page to catch the fluids as she withdrew Chris’ cock from her vagina and climbed off the bed and went to the bathroom.
Miss Lexington then stood up, sipped some champagne, placed the glass back on the dresser, and walked over to the bed. She slowly climbed on and lay next to Chris, placing her right hand on the back of the broadsheet newspaper that was on top of him. She slowly rubbed it and began to speak.
“I’m very pleased with how this weekend has gone, Christopher. You have behaved accordingly, and Miss Campbell is very pleased with the idea of you coming out to work here in the future. You will be staying here, of course, which you understand, I’m sure?” she said firmly.
The champagne scent from her breath blew up Chris’ nostrils, a smell he was so used to but could never get bored with. He then replied.
“Yes, Miss, I fully understand. I will do whatever you or Miss Campbell require,” he said clearly.
“Excellent. Well, now it’s time for you to tidy up and shower yourself and be ready for dinner with Miss Campbell and myself,” she said in a more friendly tone.
She released Chris from the restraints and he climbed off the bed, unwrapping the broadsheet pages from himself and placing them tidy on the ever-growing pile.
Miss Campbell had vacated the bathroom after a quick shower and Chris took his.
Once he had washed, dried and gotten dressed, he made his way downstairs and saw Miss Campbell and Miss Lexington sat at the dining table drinking wine. There was a glass poured for him, and Miss Lexington beckoned him to sit next to Miss Campbell. Chris sat down and became involved in the conversations between his two female superiors.
Miss Campbell had prepared dinner earlier in the day and once it had warmed up, they enjoyed a nice chowder followed by apple pie for dessert.
The bright blue American sky had turned a darker shade as the sun had set, and after Chris cleared up from dinner, he sat with Miss Campbell and Miss Lexington in the very nicely decorated living room and the conversations continued until it was time to head to bed at 9pm. They were all to be up early and into the office at 8am.
Chris was to spend the night with Miss Campbell in her bedroom, but it was just normal bedsheets and going to sleep. Miss Lexington had one of the other, nicely decorated, ambient-lit bedrooms. Chris secretly wished he was with Miss Lexington as he had grown to miss her this past day. But on the flip side, Miss Campbell was sexy, a bit more wild, but sexy, and she told him she was looking forward to him coming out to the US again. She also gave him a passionate goodnight kiss, which left him smiling in the darkness. This was his first and already most favourite business trip yet.
Once all the lights were out and goodnights were exchanged, they soon fell asleep.
Chris awoke before the alarm and could hear the birds chirping outside. He lay awake listening to the outdoor sounds and Miss Campbell sleeping. Soon enough, the alarm went off and Chris, Miss Campbell, and Miss Lexington were up and getting ready for the day back at the LNC offices.
Shortly after, Scott and Sarah Hall picked them all up in their SUV and once they had all arrived, it was back to work in the designated area. Chris did notice that Isabella was not there and asked Lisa Brown where she was. Lisa told him she was working from home this week, Hayley insisted.
Chris chuckled to himself that maybe it was because she liked him and herself and Miss didn’t want any distraction. Well, that was what he had been told, anyway. If it was true or not, who knew? No doubt his mistresses would be preventing him from seeing Cammie at all, too. Chris just smiled and got on with his work for now.
The sun was shining all day as it passed by nice, smooth and uneventful until it was time to go home. The Halls gave Chris a ride home again, but this time without Miss Lexington and Miss Campbell. They had already gone home earlier and Miss Campbell was there waiting for him when he got to the house.
“Hello, Miss, how are you? Did you have a good day?” Chris asked Miss Campbell.
She looked at him and smiled.
“Hi there, Christopher, I am fine, thank you. My day was very busy. How are you?” she said with a beaming smile.
Chris replied he was ok and Miss Campbell motioned Chris to sit on the sofa. Sitting down next to him, she then spoke.
“Christopher, your mistress has had to fly back to the UK a couple of days earlier. Have no worry, everything is fine. Lily, bless her, had a KleinTek representative misinterpret the meeting schedule and have arrived for Monday morning this week rather than next week. Your mistress has gone back to take the meeting as it’s very important and can see it was the rep who got it wrong. Business is never smooth,” she said in a light tone.
She then spoke further.
“So, you get to stay and work for me until Wednesday evening. Your mistress has asked me to pass on a message to you. You can work from home when you arrive back and you are to attend your requirements at Meadow View at 2PM on Friday,” she said loudly.
Chris smiled and thanked Miss Campbell, who smiled back and squinted her eyes before all of a sudden her facial expression turned to serious and she stood up and spoke loudly.
“Well, Christopher, as your mistress has once again left me in charge, you will get yourself up to the bedroom and prepare yourself for me when I arrive up there shortly,” she boomed at him.
Chris did as he was told and was soon undressed, bound and wrapped in Miss Campbell’s broadsheet newspapers. She undressed herself and made her way onto bed, sliding Chris’ throbbing hard cock deep inside herself. They had sex twice that evening, this time and once after dinner.
Tuesday was a similar day, work at the US LNC building and then back to Miss Campbells to be bound, wrapped, rubbed and ridden. That night, Chris saw a softer side to Miss Campbell as they lay in her bed in the darkness and she spoke about how she would of liked him to stay a little longer and that next time he comes out, she would take him to see the area properly. He loved the idea of it but was still weary of how if he stepped a foot wrong, she had no hesitation in slapping him hard. It was very sexy but also a very daunting thought. Also, he knew he had to keep her and Miss Lexington happy for any of it to come to fruition.
On Wednesday morning, Chris was in the office and after bidding farewell to his American counterparts (excluding Isabella and Cammie) Miss Campbell drove him to the airport on her way to a corporate meeting.
Arriving at the airport, they exchanged goodbyes in a professional manner and Miss Campbell said that he will be required back over here soon, to which he thanked her. Once she had left and he was through check-in, he waiting in the departure lounge with many thoughts going through his mind. He was thinking about all the unexpected sex he had experienced with Miss Campbell, and the thought of coming back out and maybe staying with her again sent a surge of excitement through him. He then remembered he was to attend Miss Lexington this coming weekend, which excited him all the more.
After a pleasant flight home and arriving back at his own place, he lay on his sofa and went back over all the events of the business trip and he just beamed a big smile. Yes, Hayley Campbell was a wild one, and he found her extremely sexy, but nothing would make him happier than Miss Lexington feeling the same way as he did about her. He clung to that hope that she would kiss him like Miss Campbell did.
Chris worked from home for the Thursday and on Friday he made his way to Manor View, where in no time at all he was back in Miss Lexington’s living room where she asked him all about his experience on the US trip and the weekend with Miss Campbell.
They spoke for around half an hour. He told her everything and because he smiled whilst explaining the kissing, Miss Lexington ordered him up to the bedroom to prepare for a regular disciplinary.
He much preferred being back here. The smell of the house and the Telegraph broadsheets was a much nicer scent and very homely for him. It was weekend business as usual as he soon found himself bound, covered and wrapped to the Daily Telegraph broadsheet newspaper-covered bed and with Miss Lexington, in just her high heels, sliding his erect, throbbing cock inside her vagina.
The End, for now.
Christopher Robertson and Miss Lexington will return in the short story The House Guest: An Enveloping Requirement Story.
