We both in disarray, her dress torn, my breeches discarded.“Now you may kiss me,” she admitted, “And next time ask leave to mount me.”“I sha...l mount you when and where I please,” I countered.“When we are lawfully wed perhaps but until then beware.” she warned. She stood up letting her dress fall. She walked to the window, “How far does your estate stretch?” she asked.“Why, to the copse atop the hill, and beyond the corner of the valley side,” I explained.“It is important for a woman to. I never asked her name, but I assumed she was the owner. She was older than the working girls and beyond the age that most men would be willing to pay for sex. I sensed she had been quite beautiful in her day. Regardless, a moment after giving her the cash, she unlocked the door and led me into a hall that was always empty. This was by design: they knew that no man wanted to bump into another while on his way to get laid. I appreciated that nod toward my anonymity. "Have you been here before?". Oh my god."A long silence."What ... What should I do?" I realized it wasn't the money that attracted me."Do you need to call home?" Oh my god. Oh. Uh. No. I mean, yes I do." Come to room 603 at 9:00. I'll be waiting. If you don't come, I'll understand, too." I wandered up to my room, shaking. I had to call my babies and my husband. I still hadn't really made up my mind. I talked to them and tried to hide my state of mind, which I guess I managed to do.After we hung up I tried to decide what to. Getting ready included a shave of everywhere below my neck, hair washing and putting lotion on my whole body. Since it was June I chose a short, light, cotton summer dress that buttons all the way down the front and has spaghetti straps. Under the dress I wore just a white, see-through G-string just in case Ethan did undress me somewhere. I haven’t mentioned a bra because I didn’t wear one, I rarely do, even though I knew that my nipples would probably be making pokies all day long.On my feet I.