"Ma'am Claire." I call out as I rise from my bed, wearing the golden satin night gown.
And by rising, I mean, standing up on the bed and just pacing to the end.
And as usual, I grab my n***d boobs from the loose, low neck of the double shoulder strapped gown and moan, totally enjoying myself because why not?
Having boobs is just so cool, mehn.
Mmmmmhhhmm…
Ah… so soft and ripely succulent.
Mmhmm...
I squeeze and squeeze, teasing my n*****s with left hand which is within the gown until the curtains pull apart.
Oh My God!
This is so embarrassing…
There is Madame Claire, my new steward, standing at the base of the bed, with an extremely startled look.
You know that look that says 'i can't believe you're like this?'
Mehn, exactly.
Gee… I look at her with a nervous laugh because
