“Oh dear god what have we done,” she asked as I plowed her on the carpet. XXX “Captain Hunstanton is very interested in you Mama,” she replied. “She was your governess I understand?” I queried. “No, Lady M countered, “Very well, mount me if you please but it will be with reluctance and loveless do you concur?”
“Completely, so disrobe,” I asked, but we did not, I dropped my breeches and she lay down and raised her skirts and my weeks of longing and her years of need were sated before the crackling fire. “Something really lovely,” I replied. Soon we had an audience. “Governess,” she suggested, “I am nineteen soon and hope to secure a position with a well connected family in Brighton.”
“Nineteen, gosh, I can barely remember nineteen.” I ventured and pulled up
