The chainber-maids long black hair fanned over the pillow as she slept. Each slow, rising breath tempted the mistress of the house. Her milkey white flesh was drown in black, crushed velvet and her one leg that was surfaced above the blanket was as flawless as a canvas. "I have to have her." Lady Feuga Dell whispered to herself as she licked her lips. "Are you comming to bed? her hustband, Lord Sheppard Dell III called from the second story of the tower. Lady Feudga kept her voice low so as not to wake her sleeping gem as she replied. "Yes dear. Very soon" "As she walked away from the room that was her goddess's shrine and shut the door. The chainber-maid Adella Dowel opened her eyes and reached for her heart with a sensual sigh and a distant look on her face. Twas the one whome she had desired looking in on her with a lustful eyes. She could not sleep at this point. (I will comment the next part on this thread when I think of it.) stay tuned.