Chapter Fourteen
Discussion
Almost as soon as the troublesome little sister was out the door, Carrie had wanted to get it on again. Ed had finished pushing the breakfast cart out and was hurrying through as many of his other chores as possible while still barefoot in a bathrobe. Any minute one of his mistresses might chivvy him into the wardrobe for stockings, garters, apron and heels – not to mention shackles for his ankles and scarlet lipstick for his labels. Julie was giggling about something with Tara over by one of the bookcases, their distraction allowing him this head start. But then the lady of the manor re-entered the suite, clapping her hands in satisfaction.
“Well that went about as well as could be expected. At least the kid isn’t scarred for life or squirming with excitemen
