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There was a brief silence
"Will you come to the bedchamber?" she asked.
"Yes," he said, "that is why I have come. I can't stay long, Priss. I just thought I would look in on you."
"It will be as you wish," she said, closing the door of the bedchamber, beginning the ritual of her
occupation.
He said not a word and did not once look into her face until he was leaving. He allowed her to pleasure
him in the usual way and took a great deal of time about it. as he liked to do. And he slept on her
afterward for almost half an hour, as he had always used to at Miss Blythe's. And then he rose and
dressed himself, as he had always done there too. telling her that he had to go.
He looked at her before he left. She was sitting on the side of the bed. wearing a dressing gown, as she
had always done at Miss Blythe's. He touched her chin with one knuckle.
"Thank you, Priss." he said. "You are very good."
She smiled warmly at him. "I am here to give you pleasure Gerald," she said.
He left without another word.
Priscilla sat on the edge of the bed for a long time before rising to begin the cleansing ritual.You are very
good , he had said. A very good whore. Very good at following directions. Good at opening herself to
him and holding herself still for him while he took his pleasure from her body in the way he best liked to
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do it.
Yes. She had got the message. She was very good at reading messages, too.
There had been two days of rain, but the sun was shining again on Monday. It was a good day for an
outing. It was the day he would have been going toRichmondwith Miss Majors and a party of her friends
if he had not wriggled out of it by pleading a prior engagement. Sir Gerald remembered.
Well, his prior engagement would be with Priss. He would take her to theTowerofLondon. Doubtless
she would be impressed with the Crown Jewels and delighted with the menagerie. Females usually were.
And he remembered telling her once that it was his duty to take her about since she was his mistress.
He could permit himself an afternoon out with her, he decided. In the past week he had clearly
established to her the real nature of their relationship, if she had ever misunderstood it. though he had to
admit that Priss had never ever been demanding, even in the smallest of ways. More important, he had
convinced himself in the past week that he could relegate her to the proper place in his life.
There was Lady Leighton's ball to attend that evening and his obligation to dance the opening set with
Miss Majors. Yes. he could allow himself an afternoon with Priss.
She was in the hallway tying the ribbons of her bonnet beneath her chin when he arrived.
"On your way out, Priss?" he asked, looking into her startled face. It was the straw bonnet, he saw. the
one he liked.
"Oh," she said, "just for a walk, Gerald." She smiled. "With Maud, so you must not frown at me like that.
But I will be delighted to entertain you instead." She pulled free the strings of her bonnet.
"I have come to take you to the Tower," he said. "That is a devilish pretty dress, Priss. Is it new?"
"No." She shook her head. "I have had it an age, and it is dreadfully out of fashion, I am afraid."
"I don't know anything about fashion," he said. "Fashion is just to keep the ladies buying, if you were to
ask me, and the gentlemen too, if it comes to that. But I do know that it suits you. Priss."
"Thank you," she said. "The Tower, Gerald. Are we going to see the armory and the weapons and the
dungeons?"
"Oh, nothing too heavy," he said. "Nothing to addle the female brain. I thought you would enjoy seeing
the animals. The elephant is a great favorite, so I have heard."
She was tying the ribbons of her bonnet again. "I would prefer to see the weapons and the armory, if
you please." she said.
"Not the animals. Priss?" he said. "There are birds, too, apparently."
"If it is all the same to you, Gerald," she said, "I would rather not. I cannot bear to think of animals being
held in captivity. I think they should be free in the wilderness and the birds free in the sky."
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"But then no one would ever get to see them close up," he said.
"But in paintings we would." she said, "and in our imaginations. Besides, is it right to deprive another
creature of its liberty merely for our pleasure?"'
He shrugged. "All the old armor and stuff it will be. then," he said. "I just hope you will not be horribly
bored. Priss. How about the Crown Jewels?"
"It would be splendid to see those," she said, smiling warmly at him. "Are you going to take me there,
Gerald? How kind you are."
"Well." he said, "I have to take you about, Priss. don't I? And I was busy all last week." Busy going mad
with loneliness and boredom, he thought.
She did not, as he expected her to do, wander quickly through the armory and past all the weapons,
picking out only what might be called pretty. She examined everything in minute detail. He would have
been mightily bored himself if he had not simply enjoyed watching her absorption and admiring her blue
muslin dress, which he could not for the life of him see as being unfashionable. He felt a surging of pride
when an elderly gentleman glanced at her once and then returned his eyes for a more appreciative look.
"Oh," she said with a sigh when they were on their way at last to see the Crown Jewels, "so much
history, Gerald. We are surrounded by all this richness of our heritage."
"You wouldn't be nearly as fascinated, Priss," he said, drawing her arm through his, "if you had had to
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There was a brief silence
"Will you come to the bedchamber?" she asked.
"Yes," he said, "that is why I have come. I can't stay long, Priss. I just thought I would look in on you."
"It will be as you wish," she said, closing the door of the bedchamber, beginning the ritual of her
occupation.
He said not a word and did not once look into her face until he was leaving. He allowed her to pleasure
him in the usual way and took a great deal of time about it. as he liked to do. And he slept on her
afterward for almost half an hour, as he had always used to at Miss Blythe's. And then he rose and
dressed himself, as he had always done there too. telling her that he had to go.
He looked at her before he left. She was sitting on the side of the bed. wearing a dressing gown, as she
had always done at Miss Blythe's. He touched her chin with one knuckle.
"Thank you, Priss." he said. "You are very good."
She smiled warmly at him. "I am here to give you pleasure Gerald," she said.
He left without another word.
Priscilla sat on the edge of the bed for a long time before rising to begin the cleansing ritual.You are very
good , he had said. A very good whore. Very good at following directions. Good at opening herself to
him and holding herself still for him while he took his pleasure from her body in the way he best liked to
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do it.
Yes. She had got the message. She was very good at reading messages, too.
There had been two days of rain, but the sun was shining again on Monday. It was a good day for an
outing. It was the day he would have been going toRichmondwith Miss Majors and a party of her friends
if he had not wriggled out of it by pleading a prior engagement. Sir Gerald remembered.
Well, his prior engagement would be with Priss. He would take her to theTowerofLondon. Doubtless
she would be impressed with the Crown Jewels and delighted with the menagerie. Females usually were.
And he remembered telling her once that it was his duty to take her about since she was his mistress.
He could permit himself an afternoon out with her, he decided. In the past week he had clearly
established to her the real nature of their relationship, if she had ever misunderstood it. though he had to
admit that Priss had never ever been demanding, even in the smallest of ways. More important, he had
convinced himself in the past week that he could relegate her to the proper place in his life.
There was Lady Leighton's ball to attend that evening and his obligation to dance the opening set with
Miss Majors. Yes. he could allow himself an afternoon with Priss.
She was in the hallway tying the ribbons of her bonnet beneath her chin when he arrived.
"On your way out, Priss?" he asked, looking into her startled face. It was the straw bonnet, he saw. the
one he liked.
"Oh," she said, "just for a walk, Gerald." She smiled. "With Maud, so you must not frown at me like that.
But I will be delighted to entertain you instead." She pulled free the strings of her bonnet.
"I have come to take you to the Tower," he said. "That is a devilish pretty dress, Priss. Is it new?"
"No." She shook her head. "I have had it an age, and it is dreadfully out of fashion, I am afraid."
"I don't know anything about fashion," he said. "Fashion is just to keep the ladies buying, if you were to
ask me, and the gentlemen too, if it comes to that. But I do know that it suits you. Priss."
"Thank you," she said. "The Tower, Gerald. Are we going to see the armory and the weapons and the
dungeons?"
"Oh, nothing too heavy," he said. "Nothing to addle the female brain. I thought you would enjoy seeing
the animals. The elephant is a great favorite, so I have heard."
She was tying the ribbons of her bonnet again. "I would prefer to see the weapons and the armory, if
you please." she said.
"Not the animals. Priss?" he said. "There are birds, too, apparently."
"If it is all the same to you, Gerald," she said, "I would rather not. I cannot bear to think of animals being
held in captivity. I think they should be free in the wilderness and the birds free in the sky."
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"But then no one would ever get to see them close up," he said.
"But in paintings we would." she said, "and in our imaginations. Besides, is it right to deprive another
creature of its liberty merely for our pleasure?"'
He shrugged. "All the old armor and stuff it will be. then," he said. "I just hope you will not be horribly
bored. Priss. How about the Crown Jewels?"
"It would be splendid to see those," she said, smiling warmly at him. "Are you going to take me there,
Gerald? How kind you are."
"Well." he said, "I have to take you about, Priss. don't I? And I was busy all last week." Busy going mad
with loneliness and boredom, he thought.
She did not, as he expected her to do, wander quickly through the armory and past all the weapons,
picking out only what might be called pretty. She examined everything in minute detail. He would have
been mightily bored himself if he had not simply enjoyed watching her absorption and admiring her blue
muslin dress, which he could not for the life of him see as being unfashionable. He felt a surging of pride
when an elderly gentleman glanced at her once and then returned his eyes for a more appreciative look.
"Oh," she said with a sigh when they were on their way at last to see the Crown Jewels, "so much
history, Gerald. We are surrounded by all this richness of our heritage."
"You wouldn't be nearly as fascinated, Priss," he said, drawing her arm through his, "if you had had to
read through history books and sit through history lessons as I was forced to do." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]