Would he mis treat her, with a whip, perhaps, when she was helpless, as he said he would,she wondered, yet somehow the excitement was absent, anticipation had become dread , the thoughts would normally thrill her, left her cold, physically cold, goose bumps appeared across her arms, she sat and thought hard once more. XXX “Teacher, English, Secondary school.” she replied cryptically. She knew where to find the bathroom and the guest bedroom beyond, up the stairs and to the left, it was just as in the photographs, a red stair carpet securely clipped to the centre of the dark oak stairs, the twin stair rails an unusual feature, but she was sure they had their uses, and there on the stairs she saw a note, she picked it up. She gasped, he was naked except for his boxer shorts, and the broad shoulders and the
