While Susan tidied up, Arthur told Eleanor to get to her feet and approach him. He put his hand between her legs, feeling bareness where once was a little thicket of hair.
“Should she like to see, sir?” Susan asked, holding up a small mirror. Eleanor squinted into the mirror at the unaccustomed sight. She was uncertain what to think. Was it elegant to be so completely naked? Was it sexy? Or was it merely strange to see uncovered the folds of her cunt? Would Arthur really like her this way? She couldn’t help feeling slightly like a game bird just recently plucked.
“Thank you, Susan, you may go now.”
Susan gathered up her things and swiftly made an exit. Arthur put his hand between her legs once more. “Do you like it?” Eleanor asked nervously.
“I love it. I adore it,” Arthur replied. “No
