Not so bad at all. ‘Lady Rose,’ a soldier down the table spoke loudly, ‘regale us with your tale of escape from the McNares.’ I blushed and lo...oked away. Oh crap. What the hell was I going to tell them? I looked off into the flames of the fire in front of me, and pretended shyness. ‘The Lady Rose has had a powerfully long day, Laird Cien. Perhaps I should take her up to her chamber?’ I glanced at Maggie as she spoke and then to the man they called Laird. He was tall, handsome in a rugged sort of. It was the same every time. This time was different though, Emma was with him. Usually, he was under the supervision of someone who knew him, like Laura or Bonnie or even Carl had been there before. He hoped he didn’t scare her. He hoped…. She hugged him more tightly and pulled herself up along his body until their faces were just apart. He could just see her face in the glow of light provided by the various appliances. He was aware of her breasts pressing into his chest. Of her legs against. Then looked at myself in the mirror. I didn’t recognise myself. She had done my hair, my makeup, my eyes were a heavy black and grey, my lips bright red, and glossy. I didn’t wear a bra, so my 36C bust was barely contained in the dress, and moved about alarmingly, but Amy thought I looked perfect. Amy and I walked to the lift, me in my, or rather her heels, as the G-string rode up my bum. I felt self conscious, knowing I looked like a slut, a whore, like Amy, but she was nice, and she gave me. Alice didn't open the door, instead she asked. "Who stayed downstairs with a broken leg?"I didn't have to think, "Billie-Jo, while Pauline taught self-defence." I said and was happy to hear the door being unlocked."Oh master, I'm sorry about that." Alice said after I had closed and locked the door behind me."There's nothing to be sorry about. I should have thought of a password." I hugged her, "You were very wise and quick to think of that."Alice gave a laugh, "Well master there wasn't much on.