"Wait here. I will give you permission to enter when Mistress is ready for you." Opening the door, she stepped inside and closed it behind her.
"What's he like Rhysa?" asked Margery as she looked at the mirror and found that if her dressing and make-up was impeccable or not. This man was an utter bastard and she needed to let him know that he was that.
"He's very nervous, March. As you would expect from a first timer. But he's good looking and, for his age, in quite good condition. You'll also be pleased to know he's fairly well equipped."
"Excellent. It's so much better when I've got something worthwhile to work with," she laughed. "We'd better not keep him waiting any longer. After all he is paying for the pleasure he had gotten by cheating on his step-daughter. I must say Rhysa, she
