He turned down the covers, washed her arms, her breasts and her belly. He washed both her legs which were scuffed and bruised, being careful with her ...njuries. He gently washed her small white feet and dried them. He held one in his hands and studied it, then planted a kiss on it. Then he went to his dresser and found some dusting powder and lightly went over her with the feather puff.He then stood back and admired her female beauty, lying there nude and so still on his big mahogany masculine. It must have been the punch bowl. I remember I was looking at the punch bowl and it reminded me of Laura and the New Year's party. I'd been soooo drunk that night. No matter how I try, I can't seem to lose the memory. She had such soft lips. And when I close my eyes, I can still smell her perfume and feel her fingers... Well, anyway, that was the end of the party for me. I couldn't get Laura out of my head. The next thing I knew some strange woman was staring at me and following me around. What. ’ That’s right, Tammy. He has an appointment with me after class, I thought, looking smug at the back of her head. The class bell rung and everyone gathered their stuff. I could feel his eyes on me as I packed my book bag, making me smile hard. I put everything in my book bag as slow as I could while waiting for everyone else to clear out so I could be alone with him. ‘Miss Lawson,’ he grinned, walking towards me. I could see the lust in his eyes as he put his hands in his pockets. ‘And. As she walked down the stairs she could feel her heart pounding and, as she stepped into Mr. Harper's car, she gave him a nervous smile. “Don’t be so nervous. I think you’ll very much like your new home,” Mr. Harper said warmly.As they drove down in the direction of Mr. Harper's manor house, they turned down a small track that turned out to be the driveway to Liz’s new home. It was beautiful. white stone, with small leaded windows, a low thatch roof with white and red roses climbing up the side.