Laura was resting from the last story, but the moment Mrs. Margarida tried to remove the rest of her clothes, she held onto the fabric. Marco knew she wouldn't allow herself to be undressed by anyone else but him, even if that person was a woman and her friend; the intimacy only existed during their moments together.
"Baby, look at me. Mrs. Margarida needs access to your body. Let me take off the dress. I promise no one else will enter the room."
Marco removed the garment and tossed it aside. The bedroom door had been closed, and he signaled for the lady to lock it, to be opened only when necessary. He would take care of her privacy. His girl was trusting him once again, then he placed her sitting in the armchair. The furniture was low, and Marco sat behind her, took off his shirt, and o
