Sapphic Sirens Unite In A Symphony Of Shared Ecstasy

I thought that perhaps the room was simply part of the house when you bought it. When we finally reached Your house, Sir, I remembered being somehow surprised by its ordinariness, its bland similarity to the houses around it. Eporner Even when You took the tray from my hands and set it on the coffee table I merely lowered my hands and let them rest on my lap, one open palm on top of the other, and waited. You saw immediately that I had understood, and You warmed me with Your smile once again. I have no idea, Sir. “Thank you, Nadine,” was all You said, a soft murmur, but I felt myself flush as if You had praised me to the skies. Of course I remained exactly as I was, Sir. Remember this.”
“Yes, Sir.” As if there was even the slightest possibility that I could forget.