Finally, she was ready. Escorted by the Chief Eunuch himself, she was led through an opulently carpeted corridor to the door of his bedchamber. Pushin... her firmly through it, he whispered fiercely, “Remember, he is the Master.”Instead of kneeling at the foot of the bed as instructed, she wandered round the room, looking at the huge bed dominating the room, and at the fine furniture and the wall decorations, which were somewhere between saucy postcard and soft porn film, in her opinion. Some of. She'd just die if that ever happened. No, she finally decided, it's better to just pretend like it didn't happen.She even went so far as to not readjust her window shade. Somehow, the thought that someone might be outside her window, watching her at night, excited her. She always checked to make sure that no one was there, but still, if it had happened ten times already, she could never be sure that it wasn't happening to her again.She found herself spending more time in front of her vanity. She looked round at me and smiled. "Do you have any of the Chianti left?" "I don't know, I'll have a look in the storeroom" Five minutes or so passed, then I heard "there is one bottle but I can't reach it, could you help me?" I walked into the storeroom, to the left there was a separate cupboard filled with alcohol, I walked in, she had her back to me the bottle was above her head, as I put my hand out to reach for it I could smell her perfume, I could feel her press herself against me, I. Which by the way is thefirst time I have ever flown anywhere? It is summer break. I shouldhave only one year left of high school but I have two years because Iwas a screw up in school from people making fun of me.I always seemed to have someone picking on me because I was too skinny,or too small, or my hair was too long. I even had a couple girls tellme they do not hangout with tomboys. I was just trying to get close tothem to try to ask them out on a date, but I was too shy. Later I foundout.