You will also address me properly as ‘Sir’ or ‘Captain Grey’, Mr. Caplan, and my ward as ‘Miss Goodwin’. Kindly remember this too.”Leadi...g Mirabel past the curate, Thomas could physically feel the ill will of the man towards the young woman, and he chalked it up as another reason for taking her away from the lands.As it was, Thomas and Mirabel were leading a small procession up the lane and to the manor house. Here, in front of the big barn, food and drink had been laid out for the tenants.. Jogging from room to room I looked for her. I found her room at the end of the hall and there she was standing beside the king sized bed. She was now wearing matching bright blue bikini panties with garter belt and stockings and black stiletto heels. The hard-on in my pants was now already backing at full size. My eyes were glued to her erotic frame. She knew what she was doing as she commanded, “I won’t permit those filthy clothes in my bed so, strip and lay down in the middle of the bed face. Notes, visible to us voyeurs of the imagination, have encircled her and caress her. She seats herself on a chaise and reclines, knees drawn up and apart. Notes swirl around her gently touching and fondling her flushed cheeks; a chord lingers at her lips and they part. Her tongue licks out. Her behavior looks very much like she is hungrily French kissing an invisible lover. She grips the arms of the chaise.Let's get closer. Some of the notes have lifted her teddy and are fondling both breasts. A bottle of purple-colored crystals is on the shelf near the bathtub. She pours out a handful into her palm then sprinkles them into the hot water filling the tub. Perfume rises with the steam from the gathering suds. She replaces the stopper in the bottle, returns it to its place then takes in a deep breath and enjoys the scent. Enjoying little pleasures, she reminds herself, is an art-form. All—large and small—pleasures are meant to be savored, each in its turn. She is an artist.There was a.