Instead of retreating with some dignity intact, I climbed onto the bed and insinuated myself between them and soon I was incorporated into their love making and John entered me without any show of surprise.
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My master was now much more confident about my ability to guide him and he took me greater distances on country walks and on outings in the carriage. Sometimes he would visit another great house to spend time with a friend and when we arrived at Baildon Abbey one afternoon I imagined that was his purpose.
I was completely taken aback when we greeted at the door by a monk or at least a man wearing a brown habit.
Following the monkish figure down passage ways we passed other men wearing the brown habit and nuns wearing white habits, some with towering wimples. The passages were da
