Chapter Eleven
Gilly & Stella
The atmosphere between the two women in the little Bromley Trattoria was somewhat different from the last time they had met there some three weeks and more before.
Back then there had been the anticipation and excitement on both their parts for the events they were about to put in motion. Now, having done just that and not received the results they had convinced themselves would follow the sense of disappointment was palpable. Even if it was more marked on Gilly’s part than on Stella’s.
“It’s still too early for you to be acting like this,” Stella assured her young protégé in the arts of all things female-led and cuckold, looking on as Gilly pushed a salad with dolcelate dressing around her plate, to dejected to actually eat it.
“By this time tomorrow it
