If I had vowed to revive a master whom I knew I would have to serve in ways I wasn't comfortable with...

I would hire a capable journalist to document the procedings more meticulously then one who leaves those curious enough to become his audience in endless hiatus time and again without any documentation except what our excessively curious imaginations can contrive as to unmentionable duties performed in the name of Lord Underwood. I cant imagine Lydia failing to give Lord Underwood wood, and David will eventually stop giggling over his and his masters buts and realize that their agreement really implied more than he can swallow. 

Dont choke David and his adventures with Underwood, Dr. Bennett, we need our fix!