“I’m glad you approve,” Ward said. “Would you like a little more time or should she continue?”
“Yes, have her continue.”
“Teresa, you may put on your skirt and shoes.” Now the girl turned away and stepped into a short, plaid pleated Catholic schoolgirl’s skirt, showing the men her long back and, again, the supple rounds of her behind.
Reza made small approving noises. Not taking his eyes off the girl as she stepped into black pumps he said, “I’m sure I can help you with the servant problem. Give me a day or two.”
“That would be a great relief. The woman is very annoying. And I really do not want my neighbours to know my business.” Teresa stood facing them, head once again bowed and hands clasped behind her back. “Teresa, you may crawl to the staircase ahead of us.”
The girl dropped to
