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Stacey in domestic serviceStacy found only one word for Mistress. Elegant. Rather a period type word, but the only perfect one. Like her husband, Mistress was dignity, beauty and class material. She wore her dark hair long still, which spoke for her refusal to submit herself to that particular age when some women feel they must wear a more mature hairstyle. As a result, the hair gave Mistress a subtle, girlish air of appearance which contrasted beautifully with her maturity of thirty-five. Mistress exuded sex, ob- served Stacy. Not in a blatant or obvious way, but in a sophisticated, controlled manner. It didn't shout out its existence, but it lurked just beneath the surface ready to blossom in full excitement at the right time. And by her eyes, there were many right times. Stacy knew females, even at her age. Mistress was a delight, and Stacy understood her completely. Mistress was an enjoyable Jekyll and Hyde, Stacy visualized. That erotic female who would sit in the library perusing a journal in read- ing glasses and conservative dressing gown ...» |
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