“What do you think?”
She had to be impressed, my four poster bed, the window with panoramic views over my park. She shuddered and cried and dropped the hem of her skirt. Xxnx “Oooh!” she giggled, “Such depravity as.”
“You believe I could never imagine?” I enquired. I found her one of my white shirts, she looked very comely in it. “You brute, you monster!” she railed, but there was no sincerity. I bolted the door, threw aside my jacket, slipped off my shirt and dropped my breeches. “One more word and I’ll exercise my right on you,” I threatened. She looked me in the eye, “Are you happy now? Lambs frolicked and played. Everyone working hard when they saw me approach, then slacking I was bored frustrated and angry. She walked to the window and stared.
