Seven for a SecretChapter 10
The day of the party started of just like any other, the same comfortable routine. The early morning tea in the study tasted better today. Even the pictures, though they held my gaze, seemed to be more alive, the colours more vibrant, the expressions more loving. Today was the final lesson, the test of my skill, the test of my girl's willingness to serve. Once again '7' knelt before me, her body taut, yet supple and willing, her posture perfect as she displayed her charms without shame or...