She was what she was, and there was no help for it nor changing it. She’d never been given a choice in the matter. In a house comprised mostly of Hu...an servants and workmen, Silmaria was a pariah through no fault of her own. Many of the servants distrusted her and kept their distance. They tolerated her because they had no choice. The unfriendly looks had become worse though, more blatant and open now that Master Edwin was gone. His watchful eye and stern hand was gone, leaving tongues to wag. Her round smooth belly was more apparent under the sheer, see-through material, and below that I could make out pubic hair under the satin triangle covering her crotch. From there it was just her thick, sturdy thighs all the way down to the delicately plump feet and pink toes that I had found a most unexpected delight in imagining wrapped around my cock during my many daily whack sessions.She leaned against the column by the edge of the kitchen bar and raised one arm, then shimmied over to it. I make more money and can work less, but I can never make this a full time job. Explain more about that later. I keep a dairy because if I kept all these emotions inside I would explode. I am 27 years old and I still seem to care about what other people think of me. No one will know where I live, I just know that if anyone was to find out I would lose my job as a Christian Psychologist. I worked too hard to get there. I bet your tired of me writing about this stuff but I will tell you in detail. As I watched them, I decided that early morning might be the best time to pass across the street with the truck.We watched through the evening. There was the same motorcycle rides but the rider was going much faster than the others and showing more flare. I did notice one thing. The tripwires had a glint under the glare of the motorcycle's lights. I would have to remember that. We left early to search for a place to hide the truck after we passed across the road. We found a place that would.