In a shaky, small voice she replies, “Not just yet, let me stay like this for a while. I never want this moment or feeling to end. I could stay like...this forever. Thank you, Gil.” I kiss her again and reply, “As you wish M, I am at your service. You are welcome. A few more minutes, then I will untie you.” I stay kneeled in front of her for a few moments longer, watching her as she hangs motionless and limp. I listen to the rhythm of her breathing and the soft, low intermittent moans escaping. ’ He felt her shake under his hands, her breath coming in wary little puffs. When she finally closed her eyes and shook her head no, Tucker let out a triumphant growl. ‘Very well then. I knew you were a reasonable one, Emmeline. Glad that we could reach a friendly understanding in the end.’ He put the paper back onto the desk and looked her over from head to toe, shaking his head. ‘My, my … what a frightened little deer you look. Some like their amusement that way but those are few. Of course. Then after that terrace incident I asked her to take light and took her to my room as I was really hot upstairs. And I switched on my A.c. And the topic jumped from one to other and I asked her how a girl would feel if a guy presses her boobs and in return she reluctantly said that she don’t know. I said “come on you must be knowing it”. I asked her how she feels when she is taking a bath and that too when she is rubbing soap to her boobs. She said that she don’t know in a shy manner. Then I. Nothing more needed to be said except, "Thanks, Dad. But I want some input on who we hire, agreed?" Agreed," he said reluctantly. He looked to Scott for acknowledgement and received a shrug in return. Brent wondered how difficult it would be to hire someone who could live up to Andrea's exacting standards. Woe betide the person who failed to meet them.They found someone. Her name was Ludmilla Dubrinski and she was of local, Dukhabor origin. She was a sturdy woman with a round face, blonde hair,.