Chapter Thirty Three
Bedroom Views
Edith could feel it.
A palpable excitement as the limo coursed the last few miles to her new home. It was not the house itself, but the knowledge that a weekend of pleasure awaited, a weekend with just her husband in attendance.
She sighed as the gate opened and then drove the last few yards.
So quiet, so beautiful, so isolated, she thought as the door opened and she stepped into the hallway.
Everything was perfect, Teresa and her lover keeping everything in its place. Sissy hubby standing rigidly to attention as she probably had all afternoon after several hours on the walking machine, pictures on the walls and everything polished and orderly.
She inspected Cindi and smiled.
“I understand that you were such a good little girly for David,” she sai
