James
“I’m just going to check all the gates are closed. Don’t want any guests wandering through from the hotel.”
“Amen to that,” agrees Michael.
Charlotte is watching out from our front window. The view overlooks the slopes down to the lake, but she’s looking towards the gate. She doesn’t often look ‘naughty’ but tonight my delectable sub has the devil in her eyes. Aiming a forefinger at her, “When they arrive, you behave. Yes?”
“Yes, Master.”
Hmmm….
She lowers her eyes in apparent submission….
…. But I know you better than that Green-Eyes….
…. and judging by the sceptical expression Michael wears, he’s thinking much the same.
There’s a crunch of gravel and the toot of a car horn. Charlotte rises from her seat as though she’s on strings, heading for the door, Michael in hasty pu
