Mr. Garret commenced to eat his breakfast while Eleanor stayed seated beside him, her eyes shone as forever.

“Is Food to your liking sir?” asked she.

“Oh It sure is, perhaps you should eat with me as well,”

“No, No, I will eat later,” Mr. Garret nodded and proceeded to eat, though flattered by the compliment, Eleanor decided to offer more to Mr. Garret and he refused.

“I wonder one thing,” said he after finishing the food. “You are well acquainted with my story but I am not with yours, may I have the authority to know?”

“My story is nothing but a mere sad one and there is nothing so merriment to speak in regard,”

“Yet I wish to know you very well.”

She smiled though she was opposed to that but now when she witnessed his urges, perhaps she took it as a sign of returning the favour.

“Well if you want to know then I must represent my story to you,” said she and Mr. Garret nodded, waiting with his high patience.

“Well I was born due to my mother’s profession, yes she was a whore and I was never provided a chance to meet my father, well, my mother being a prostitute, she was often strangled by such alcoholic persons, and often she would punish me for my lack of solicitous for the matter that she usually found interest in. Now as I grew older I decided to act oppose such cruelty and ran away, then I was sent to a Charitable Orphanage House, When I was released or I must say when the house saw the incomprehensible incident I was given to a caretaker but when I came to a certain age I was beset to a trip to my mother as I was urged to know if she is alive or may have gone. I was only met with surprise when I found that my early departure had placed her in ruins and elicited an abominable nature as she was employed as a maid to certain houses. She had fallen ill at the time of my return and was forced to ask my assistance in her new profession, and that is how I was placed here sir and I suppose that is the ending of my story.”

“Well your story does not seem to be sad, if it offends you in any regard then I am willing to apologise,”

“If you put emphasis on mine then you will find that I was forced to relinquish my entire childhood,”

“Sure yes, but it will never be anything that I may resemble with sadness if I am hearing from you, gorgeous,”

His words had placed a smile on her face.

“You are acting funny now.” Said she.

“Now I must avert my attention to my work dear,” said he.

“Well Then, Do you want a tea?”

“Yes, I will appreciate it.” With those words he deserted her and went to his room where he could commence his perusal, the letters as it lay onto his hand, he began to read.

“After that event full of hankering desired, I was in avail to find some calmness within myself and next morning when I returned to downstairs there I saw Winston, my eyes had repelled to even look at him but there was no intemperance within him as he hewed a smile to me, though I tend to ignore it and to go on with my day yet I was interposed when I had not replied to his emotions for quite a few times, he had addressed me when I was alone in the kitchen. He came under the pretense of having a bottle of water and snatched my attention.

“I wonder when will you cease your ignorance?”

“I am not ignoring you,” said I.

“Oh yes you are and I understand what I attempted to do yesterday, will my apologies be enough for that matter?”

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“Yes it is enough but you should consider it a blessing as I repelled from it, you have a very fine lady waiting, you should embrace her Mister,” said I.

“I will but I wish to be acquainted with you and not to turn a stranger,”

“You will not be a stranger but for that, I require some time and if you may give it to me then we will go back to the old days.”

He smiled only and left, I sauntered out, yes I knew that I had failed miserably to gratify his convenient requests but at the time I saw it as an act of kindness to Miss Ivy and Winston both as I held the knowledge that they were with themselves for quite a long time and I had no intention to interpose between. Now when the sun dawned we were approached by a piece of very devastating news, one of the black kids whose name was Lewis, had fallen ill a few weeks ago and despite such laborious care by Miss Ivy and some of her colleagues he seemed yet to be in a position to recover from such illness, and that had left Miss Ivy very upset and mercurial, perhaps sullen as well, though it was very understandable as she had a very motherly intimacy with him, She had rescued him from being sold a slave, perhaps her ideology was that no kids have the right to be a slave but to have themselves delighted and enlightened during their childhood, for that, I held my respect for her, I held my respect in every aspect for her.

Sir As I told you, this had placed Ivy in a mercurial position, her mood were certainly saddened and for those particular days I tend to not indulge myself in a conversation with her but Winston, oh how pity, he was forced to interact with her, her absence from breakfast and dinner were of course affecting me and others as well but Winston though, he seemed rather annoyed, it had been two consecutive days that Miss Ivy had not joined us for dinner but this time before the time of dinner I saw Winston as he entered their room, sir, I had not heard an argument yet I wondered to be a best thought to omit myself out as I had no intention to hear my name used for a mere purpose of explaining dirt or rather I should say sin, pardon me if I am disrespecting your sister in any manner though I understand quite well that a person should never consider a single word when he or she may in anger yet I decided to take a walk, I informed Little Ivy that I was to walk to the roof and so I did, the sky was gorgeous and I was favoured with a fabulous wind, I was quite quenched by mother nature, but a lack of a sweetheart yet my wish turned to be true as Winston dashed upon the roof, he leered onto me, there was no evidence of amiable behaviour as he ran to me, he stopped once again, I was shelled into shock and my thoughts were diminish into wondering if some impalpable incident had occurred but then my thoughts were only thoughts and his actions were not to be repelled by me this time as he held my face and snatched a kiss from me, I was shell shocked once again though this time there was only a lack of remonstrance, I was gratified and decided to grace him with a kiss as well. Oh this hankering desire, the desire to not restrain myself and to not dismiss this convenient opportunity, to consider this a blessing and to be in his arms.

“Evelyn, I can not forbid myself anymore,”

I was silenced for a whole time while I was troubled to find words, his eyes were shining, and his hands kissed my arms, it was cold yet had gratified me.

“Efface such trouble from me Evelyn,” and then I kissed him again and felt the exquisite pressure that could only resemble such enjoyment, I was dismissed in a sort of dream, a dream in which I was with him, happily living.

He steadily offed my dress and I witnessed his bare front as well, then his lips held mine for once again and he employed his fingers upon my breasts, his fingers played and then released at once, he lay me down and climbed on top of me, for the whole instance I was only leering at him and wondering in regard of acting this way though at that moment my remonstrance were effaced and I was only to care about Winston.

Soon I felt his naked flash and I quivered when he entered me, the sudden orgasm when he commenced to move as I was struck with such an unfamiliar feeling, a very strange agitation of passion and such sensation, of course I had this intimacy before yet those were forced against my will, but not with Winston, this time I was craving, perhaps I had wished for it as well. Soon after his movements ceased I was able to feel the grasp of breath as he freed me from his weight, he had elicited the feeling that I was never to be acquainted with nor even in the future I assumed. His heavy breaths were colder yet delicate, and at that moment I realised, what are we without a presence of pleasure? Nor Human or Unnatural force, the pleasure that we all seek, perhaps for that certain reason my Uncle was forced upon to attain such act to me and if I had presented consent or even in my mind then I would have found this pleasure at that time with my Uncle too. Now I shall return to the story, after our secret intimacy he rose and clothed himself awhile I lay on my position, still naked.

“Now, promise me that you will keep this a secret and never dare to speak in regard of this even against any such person like Pastors?” said he, though it came as a surprise to me as I had expected him to show much more love than that yet I was only met with his annoyance.

“Sure, I will not utter a word.” Said I.

“Good Then, now you shall dress up and come downstairs once I ascertain my presence beneath.” And with no urge to hear my words he vanished and I dressed myself, I intended to walk downstairs yet I stayed still, wondered and thought regarding his look of scorn after our moment of love, and his indefinable annoyance, for what I had presumed at the time, Was my defer a trouble for him? Or did he only enjoy such piteous defer to his cruel demands like my Uncle?”