I take a deep breath and control myself as I watch him hold the door open for his wife and their two kids. I know I should feel guilty but ever since ... laid eyes on him two weeks ago I knew I had to have him, his family aside I need to know how he feels inside me. I walk in and stand at the back of the church looking for him. I look around and see him in the middle off to the side. His wife on the end, their kids in between them and he is in the middle with a few chairs in between him and. " Walking around mydesk again, I opened up a drawer and handed Rosa a print out. 'Rules for myWhores,' by Mistress Dyvia, of course. Then I pointed to a pile ofmagazines on a small coffee table on the far side of the room, "When youthink you know all the rules, keep yourself entertained until we return." And Rosa smiled at me, "Yes Mistress!" And she sat down and startedreading her rules.I took Sarah into the dressing room. Had to do some work, as she was indesperate need of a shave, and I mean. She slipped on her black and white maid'sdress, tied on her bib apron, fastened her headpiece, and strapped onsome four inch [10cm] heels. She couldn't help but think that a lacycollar would look adorable with her uniform, but none of the other maidshad worn collars, so she settled for a very understated, golden pendantnecklace. Being satisfied with her reflection in the mirror, shescampered downstairs as though she expected to find a pile of gifts leftby Santa Claus.The cook already had. Recently, however, Mary Grace had begun to feel a sense of something missing, as if she were supposed to do something more than care for other people's children. One night she dreamed about children, which was not unusual, but she dreamed about children with dark hair and eyes who called her mommy. After that night, Mary Grace had seriously thought about leaving the Order, but where would she go? The Pope's missive regarding the new colony had come at the perfect time for her. She immediately.