"Just a few torn stitches. Lady Megan will be here shortly, My Lord. Please lie down." With that she retreated to a corner, folding my shirt and press...ng it against her chest. She just watched me, presumably to make sure that I would be a good patient.It must have been something that I said. But that didn't make sense. I was yelling at them, when both of them suddenly went from angry to something else. Or maybe it was just Megan that changed. But Chandra also acts like something happened.I'm. I stuck it into my mouth, chewed and then grimaced as I swallowed.“Happy?” I said to the nurse. She grinned and looked pointedly back at my plate.I speared a slice of melon and cut a section off it and I ate that.Breakfast went on like that. Bec powered along silently beside me while I at a little bit at a time. Bec seemed to be taking more notice of what she was doing. At one point, she looked around and saw me and gave me a smile. Then she looked down at her plate and seemed surprised to see. Delicately, with the grace of a well-bred woman, Olivia declined the offer. The proprietor cast her narrow, steely blue eyes over the newspaper and the advert that Edward had placed within the pages. ‘What nonsense,’ she said, picking up the paper and retrieving a set of eyeglasses from within the many folds of her dress. She mumbled as she read, tracing the lines of the words with a finger. ‘Gentleman proprietor seeks,’ she mouthed, ‘beautiful… night-flowers… to decorate, provide pleasure and. Her breasts weren't as big as her mothers yet but they were still a decent size for her size frame, a good B cup. She had gotten tall, close to 5'8" now, grown her dark brown hair down to her shoulders and then there was her ass. No longer was she like a board, straight down, now her ass curved out and to the sides as her waist slimmed inwards. This she showed off by wearing tighter jeans.My niece knew she was getting a nice body and thought that gave her permission to act like a bitch. How.