Then back slowly to your shoulders and then toyour spin. He runs his thumbs gently down your spine, stopping each inchto rub your back muscles on eith...r side. You are starting to enjoyyourself. His touch makes your mind wander to intimate fantasies as youpicture his face, his body, and you drift off.You noticed that he has stopped and wonder, wanting him to continue.Then you feel the oil on your skin as he rubs it in. It feels so goodalmost erotic. Intently you listen and wait, naked,. But mainly, I serve her. I serve her by meeting here atthe door with parted lips, downcast eyes, a shy smile, and a cold beveragein hand. I serve her by sweeping the floors daily in heels and a dress. Iserve her by preparing the checks for her to sign, balancing the checkbook,keeping the finances in order for her inspection and approval. She signsthe checks--it isn't a joint account, to protect her from my faults and tokeep me beneath her. She holds all the cards, and she knows it. This. ’ It was the calm voice of the butler. ‘Thank you, John. Please carry him into the house, if you can.’ The lamplighter was picked up with little effort so thin was he, and borne into the house. He was taken into the drawing-room and placed gently on the sofa. A low moan escaped his lips as he was carefully lowered onto the soft cushions. ‘Send someone round for Dr. Walker, John.’ ‘Perhaps, if I might suggest, my lady, it would be better if the fellow was taken to the hospital.’ ‘No,’ Lucy said. ‘Mum – it was the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me – it almost feels as though I dreamt it – I can still hardly believe it …’ My mother sighed with relief, and then she gently removed my hand. ‘Well, now that’s all right, I’ve brought you some soup and a sandwich, dearest!’ She watched me as I ate, and poured the beer she’d included in the feast, but I was feasting my eyes on her breasts and legs, provocatively revealed by her dressing gown … When I’d finished she leaned forward.