Chapter Three
When she awoke she had no idea what time it was. She lay there for a moment, then called out loudly “Boy!” Soon he came running.
“Where is your mistress?” she demanded.
“She has gone about her business,” he replied.
“What time is it?”
“It is two hours after sun-up, mistress.”
She sat up in bed, showing her naked breasts. She looked carefully to see if the boy showed an interest. He was looking down at his feet. “Bring me breakfast. And then you may wash me, and bring clothes.”
She was rather enjoying having a servant. Back home there had been a housekeeper and a cook and a stable boy, but no one to run around after her like this. She got out of bed and found something to wrap around her. The boy brought fruit and a kind of bread, toasted, and, to her surprise, tea.
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