Growling Derrick was damn near seething when the entrance to the home/palace of the Marquess doors opened. Wisely the man didn't open his mouth, thoug... this didn't stop Derrick from getting in the man's face. "I know that you heard from the Duke's people. I know that you have been rushing to improve conditions here before my arrival. That is good, though I am going to leave a few guards here to make sure you continue to treat the people well."The rather heavy set man bowed low to Derrick, "Yes. I looked at Sophie's breasts. They were small alright, but beautifully formed. They didn't look like breasts that hadn't grown yet, they just looked like small breasts! Our mother has very small breasts too, so chances are Sophie's may be fully grown already! They were definitely no more than an A-cup, apparently there are smaller sizes but I'd say A would be right. They were slightly curved and pointed towards the nipple, although not like a crescent moon, which some tits are. Sophie's nipples. She whispered, "My kind of housekeeping!"I said, "We won't 'keep' this house." She grinned at me nodding.We spent the day being quiet and unseen. We watched and napped and snacked. Well after full dark, the outside noises had truly quieted down. We took each other's hand and went to our pallet and lay down still clothed.Maria looked at me in the slight light coming in the window. She whispered, "Kiss me good night, Arnoldo." I put my arms around her and pulled her close. I kissed her and took. Drummond's hair for some months now, which she had, the thing thatreally gave the man away was the particular patterns of heat rising fromhis chest, face and the back of his neck, which she could see floatingin the air as plainly as a human might read a distant clock seen thoughsummer haze. Unknown to Mr. Drummond while the person taking care of his hair wasfrom India, she was not human, she was in reality a naga, a creaturewith an upper body that appeared human, in her case a beautiful.