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'What am I doing?' I asked myself as I opened my legs, feeling Aric struggling with his pants.

The question was shoved out of my mind when I felt him nudge my opening.

Before he could slide inside there was a knock on the door.

"What?!" Aric roared, his tone scaring me.

"I'm sorry to disturb you master," a disembodied voice said from the other side, "but Lady Josephine is here to see you."

"Fuck," he cursed, his head lowering to my chest.

Breathing out our frustration, Aric disentangled his limbs from mine and stood.

As he struggled into his pants I lay where I was, panting.

"I'm sorry," he said, finally managing to zip himself in. "You need to get up and get dressed."

Nodding, I pushed myself up forgetting that I was naked.

The look of lust in Aric's eyes reminded me.

Slipping past him, doing my best to avoid physical contact trying to reach the dresser where my clothes were.

Pulling me to him so my back was pressed to his front, Aric's right hand snaked up to cup my breast as his left hand slid between my legs.

"We can't," I gasped as he slid a finger across my throbbing nub.

"I know," Aric breathed in my ear, withdrawing his hand, sucking my juices from his fingers.

Releasing me, he backed away, motioning for me to go.

Quickly I pulled out a pair of dark stretch pants and an over-sized red sweater and put them on hearing Aric moving around the room.

"Henry left this," he said, sliding a box across the floor towards me.

Looking down I saw that is was full of shoes. All were expensive looking and stunning, but most were way too over the top for me.

Towards the bottom of the box I found a pair of soft leather boots that looked perfect.

Slipping them on, I turned to see Aric waiting by the door.

"With Josephine in the house I want you to stay here," he said, looking at me, worried.

"Okay," I agreed, sitting down on the sofa.

"I'm going to have slaves come and clean up the mess we made," he said, looking at the remains of Liberty's breakfast. "Is there anything you think you might need or like to have for the evening? I don't know how long I will be gone."

"I don't know," I said, thinking hard. "Could I have a pen and paper to write to my mom?"

"There's some in the desk behind you," Aric said, pointing to the corner. "Anything else? What do you like to do?"

"Read," I said, "fairy tales and mysteries."

It was the first thing that came into my mind. When I was in school I read the same book over and over until I could recite it from memory. As fate would have it, there weren't that many books the vampires allowed us to read that weren't directly related to our assigned future jobs.

Most of what I could get my hands on was electrical manuals, books on the intricacies of hydro-electric dams, and schismatics of turbines, pumps and generators.

It was rare that I could get my hands on books I really wanted to read.

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