Chapter Nine
When Arthur appeared the next day, she invited him to take all his clothes off. It was the first time she had seen him completely naked. His body was slim, if anything just a trifle too slim, she thought, but graceful and strong. His c**k, seemingly shy, was small. No matter; she was sure she would soon make it bigger. Eleanor had only two options regarding being dressed. Possessing only the single dress and not another shred of clothing, she could either keep the dress on, for total modesty, or take it off, for total nudity. She took it off. So now they were equally naked, face to face. As they might appear on their wedding night, she supposed.
“Come over here,” she said, sitting on the edge of the bed. She was rather enjoying taking charge of these sessions. She really did
