And, no, I would prefer that to a final break with Lord George.”Father snorted and rattled the reins. Even though they could only travel at the same...speed as the vehicles around them, they were soon at school.School had not really been interesting before her penmanship had won the prize. It had provided a certain respite from her daily drudgery. Now, it provided merely a boring interlude in the drama her life had become.Lord George was waiting when she got out the door. He bundled her in. Standing there, you watched as a few cars drove past, wondering what must be in the passing motorists' heads, imagining the thoughts that had, and wondering why no one would stop to help the damsel in distress."Bastards," you'd say to yourself as each subsequent car passed, especially the ones that slowed down enough to take a good look at you, only to speed up when past. You wondered how long you'd have to stand out here, watching motorists speed past before someone would stop and at least. After all, I had been near-delirious when it happened. There was no telling if it had actually happened. And I couldn’t just ask Truly…how weird would that sound? Hey, um, were you masturbating in my room the other night? And anyway, she was a really good liar. I tried to get back to sleep, but the image of Truly was too much to shake, even if it was just a dream. Against my better judgement, I reached down and began stroking my cock, focusing on that image of her. A small part of me kept. No one has ever affected my mind, body, and soul like this man.The hard knock on the door causes me to jump. I inhale deeply and open it, keeping my body hidden behind the door, with my face peeking around at him. He pushes his way inside and shuts the door behind him. Oh goodness.I look up at his much larger frame, trying to breathe. To say he has a dominating, intimidating presence is a huge understatement. His deep voice affects me. His chiseled strong jaw disarms me. Lustful dark eyes.