Chapter Twenty-Three
Feeling better after dinner, Elena dressed warmly for Franklin’s concert. She put on a brightly colored woolen sweater, indigo jeans that showed off her backside, and a pair of wool-lined boots. Franklin picked her up at seven.
As they entered the theater, Franklin fondled her jiggling breasts beneath her sweater and put his hand over the taut denim covering her backside. His hands sent shards of excitement through her and helped to erase the memory of that afternoon with his father. Immersed in the haunting and dissonant vocal harmonies on the stage, Elena realized she was truly in love with Franklin Harrison. She would submit herself to him as easily as she submitted to her current Master and Mistress.
She thought of Liz Beckerman; so very beautiful with her com
