She had even spoken to one or two guests, always with deference and a bobbed curtsy.All of her plans were abruptly changed by the death of the Viscoun... and his wife in a motoring accident in January 1938. Entertaining was severely curtailed and few guests came to Belvedere Hall. The Earl was utterly devastated by this tragedy which left him with a great nephew as his nearest relative.The twenty-two year old Priscilla came upon the septuagenarian Earl in his study at six o'clock one morning when. ..He raged as a bull when he came, inside the unluckylittle girl...Spent she slipped to the floor. She looked up at him.The sun playing over her blond hairs and her lively face open andbeautiful....."Please.....", she was so lovely.The count tried to regain his breath. Panting with hiseyes closed. Then he shook his head....."No way, dear, you will have to die......".The girl collapsed on the floor. The count looked downon her vulnerable naked body. In her misery she assumed a foetal pose,. Darren chuckled. "I love you, Stephanie," he whispered and then kissed the soft skin below her ear. He could feel the tension drain out of her.For the next ten minutes, Darren kissed and caressed her everywhere. Well, everywhere except for her nipples and the area around her rocking hips. He smiled as she squirmed trying to move her body so that he kissed her where she wanted to be kissed.Darren stopped kissing her and reached over for the feather. Lightly, he tickled her forearm, then her. But not only that,today make my feelings better.”I nodded head with a smile. I was puzzledwith his request. I had no idea to act upon his desire. But I wanted to dosomething before he left the office on this remarkable day of company. I waslooking at the city through the vertical blinds of the window that was gettingdark. I didn’t know that boss was also standing behind me.“Nelu what are you thinking? Come we willhave a coffee.” I followed him up to his table. He took the cups and saucers.