And so, Elisha imagined what it would be like, if she started to embrace her dick. To embrace it as a part of her, to play with it. It had been a long... time since Elisha has masturbated. All of her previous boyfriends had never actually seen, or touched her dick. She was 27 now, she masturbated sometimes, but, she never imagined that that could be beautiful to someone else. She had never masturbated, imagining that her hard, thick dick, would be beautiful to a man.Her boyfriend, Aidan, was. “Well, ma’am, you are up early this morning,” Betsy, her maid, commented. “Yes...well, that is neither here, nor there,” Victoria commented, absently. “Let’s get you dressed, my lady. You have a big day ahead of you,” Betsy smiled. Victoria frowned. What did she mean? It was Tuesday. She usually spent the day reading or sewing. Although her mind was full of questions, she was a proper lady and would wait to speak to her husband about this unusual statement. After being dressed, Victoria. A commoner and a lady.”Sir Oswald laughed, “Well, for one thing for the calmness Jack produced in you.”Only slightly relieved, Jack couldn’t help thinking of the very uncalm, very wild lady who frequently squirmed in his arms.Her uncle went on, “I’ve told you how I feel about class convention. But I was tied to your dear father’s wishes, that you did not marry beneath your so-called status. His ideas were so different to my own. Hell, he might have had Jack shot.”“Don’t say that,“ Becky. I look up and over my shoulder at the guy. Sure enough it’s blondie. His eyes are blue and his hair looks natural. There’s no way he’s Irish. Scandinavian definitely. Maybe Swedish? ‘What?’ ‘Water,’ he repeats, pointing out the lack of any aqua on the table. There are, however, ten pint glasses with varying degrees of empty. ‘Do you need some?’ I peek at his clothes, wondering if he’s a server. What kind of pick up line is ‘let me get you water?’ He’s wearing scuffed black boots, navy jeans.