.. smelled only amused contempt from the woman. Not a stirring of lust at all for my Master. I furrowed my brow and wanted to glare at her. She should...be dripping wet for my Master. She should be honored that he wanted to give her pleasure. Every woman should.I wanted to pounce on her and kiss her and lick her and drive her wild until she begged for Sven to take her and... Ava. We were here for Ava.“I am sorry, too,” I said, bowing my head, my ears drooping. “I ... I just like having fun. You. What she hadn’t expected was that they’d barely spend any time together at all. He’d collected her from Gemma’s at noon on Monday, Melissa having once again requested to pretend her friend’s flat was her own. This time, Gemma had seemed dubious. ‘Are you sure that’s a good idea?’ she’d asked. ‘Don’t you think you ought to tell him the truth now that you two are getting on better?’ ‘Oh, and how would that look?’ Melissa had retorted. ‘I swear he already thinks I’m being hysterical about. Barbara was entranced by the her former student's body, her high set breasts, the smatterings of freckles, the contrast of her pink nipples to her pale skin, and the soft curve of her hips."Your face is positively glowing tonight," Tina said as she tilter her teacher's flushed face up, while exploring the soft folds of the older woman's sex with her other hand. "I'll see to it that you get plenty of your special cream to put on it from now on. You'd like that, wouldn't you precious," she said,. He just stood and gawked, openmouthed."Howard!"He turned and fled.It was ten after two by the pendulum clock in the parlor. He hadn't been up this late in years. Burning precious lamp oil, too. The words in the book on his lap were blurring. Were those blots on the pages from his tears?There were soft footsteps behind him. He didn't turn around."Dear Howard. The bed is so cold... and I am so lonely. Please come."He arose and let her lead him by the hand up the wooden stairs to the bedchamber..