Mr. Garret could only survey the indisputable beauty when Eleanor walked out as if an angel had only appeared before him, the dying light of the sun ensued to tarry longer on her golden armless corset to only exceeding her peremptory beauty as she stood against his eyes, demure. Though his ample fadedness on her handsome appearance was soon to be disturbed by herself when she reiterated the words.
“Sir? Sir…. Sir!”
He looked at her once again and she was holding her dress to conciliate to be breast naked in front of him though her beauty did not disgrace any a bit.
“Will you be kind enough to tie this sash?”
“Sure dear, Forgive me for my negligence,” he said as he tightened those sash, “Perhaps I was lost in your beauties,”
Eleanor chuckled before Mr. Garret descended to finish his task.
“There it is, all done, or is it too tight?”
“No sir, it is perfect, perhaps we must take our leaves now,”
So saying, they departed, The gardener had been delivered the responsibility of the house while they were to enjoy the night,
“Are we to go by foot?”
“No, we will travel in a chaise, dear.” With a smile, he commenced to walk to the chaise and they both settled down, The great city that is London was raised with such furtive of poor people and was rejoiced with very lively acts, it was no mere moment for dear Eleanor to take no prudence, her eyes were inexorable at the moment.
“You do seem to find fancy at the town?” asked Mr. Garret
“Yes sir, I have never travelled this far at night, the town seems to be having so much fun,”
“You must know that as with other great cities, this town has another side as well, a very, um…. I would rather say a very contended side that includes no solace for any innocent woman like you and for that, they always dare to take part in the act of a man’s wily,”
She turned round and dared to abscond from the conversation as she had no intention to assimilate any such bad humour at the current state.
“Not now sir, not now, let me enjoy what I may or I can,” she diminished his discomfited talks, then she employed herself to the window once again.
“But I must tell you one more thing,” Mr. Garret endeavoured to steal her attentive eyes, and to an extent, he was profoundly successful in this regard.
“I must warn you before you enter anywhere in the town,”
She looked at him with eagerness and with such charming eyes, though for Mr. Garret, it was sufficient to examine her as she half-expected galvanised rumours, Mr. Garret was to say the truth, facts.
“There will be many people of a miscellany of sorts, perhaps some too ramps for you but you must treat yourself nicely as you will be in the level of them for tonight, and they may approach you as you will not be a very familiar face within them but you must hide your any culinary skills and perhaps you must not show your maid disposition, otherwise, they may keep ruffling you for the rest of the night,”
Eleanor only smiled at his words as to her conscience she was all ready to adapt to such themes, and she knew that her behaviour was required to be wary.
“Do not worry, sir, I will be very cautious of my every step,”
The chaise came to its cessation when she finished her sentence, she looked round and found a bunch of fancy people, dressed nicely and did not contend to find any confidence within themselves, while Eleanor now, seemed to hesitate.
“Now dear, hold my hand and let us go at once,”
“Sir, what is this place?” asked Eleanor, bewildered.
“I know it is not a restaurant but Haven’t you enjoyed any opera yourselves?” He could spot the agitation on her face.
“No sir, as I have informed you before, my earliest days were supposed to be hazardous, I was to do work at the age of my enjoyment, though I have heard in regard of Opera,”
“Do not fret dear, I will be beside you and assist so that you may find enjoyment in this, so shall we proceed now?” Mr. Garret invited his hand to her, and she left the chaise awhile holding his hand, she surveyed the walls and its people and delighted her eyes with it, They entered the gigantic room shining with people, and a stage that was to be occupied later by a performer, she looked at Mr. Garret as they held possession of a place in the middle of the aisle.
“May I ask when will the show commence?” Eleanor asked.
“Perhaps in a few minutes, you shall enjoy it, and do not be nervous for such a silly reason,”
“I will sir though I have never ever had any acquaintance with these large people of riches, and I suppose I am afraid to be here,” she said in consternation, “I do not want to coax any shame to your name, Do I not have a look of a maid at the moment?”
“No dear, you are the most gorgeous woman in this entire hall, I must say once the opera ends you will be the peremptory person here,”
Soon, a woman stole everyone’s attention when she appeared at the stage, everyone welcomed her with their claps and Eleanor adopted in imitation of everyone, the lady of the night curtseyed before the crowd, and then she shut her eyes off and rumbled her lips before accosting some breaths, then in an whisk she opened her eyes and commenced her performance, awhile Eleanor fascinated by her and her tenor as she could subdue her voice and then in a blink she was in avail to pitch it up, her rehearsed act being so merry and that made a good deal of satisfaction to others and some aspect to herself as well, the lady’s eyes quite flashed and when the rehearsed act being hummed in lower voices Eleanor understood that the act was soon to be put aside, when it did the Auburn head’s quarreled face turned to a merry smile, the silence that formed alluded everyone’s breath and in an second ruptured and rose, enlightened with her performance, they did not forbid to appreciate such astonishing performance with their claps, awhile Eleanor imitated everyone once again, the delighted performer curtseyed and deserted the stage, everyone rose and soon the hall turned half vacant, Mr. Garret gathered her with himself and commenced her to follow him as they entered a small gate, Eleanor spotted another gigantic room where people were gracefully enjoying a dance with their partner awhile some were accustomed to talking. A lady returned to the hall and poured everyone a glass of something that she had never heard a name of, Eleanor stood aside Mr. Garret, wondering if she was to become incurring if every person here held the knowledge of her profession, perhaps at the time, she did not heed any further in the matter, and so when those women hither towards her she looked at Mr. Garret smiled, perhaps a few days ago she had always intended to repair to the little room with her somnolent maid features, but now she was gathered well within the riches.
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“Sir, Ma ‘Dam, should you like a glass of Whisky?”
“For me, sure,” Mr. Garret turned to Eleanor, “Would you like some? Dear?”
Her reply was not given till after a pause that evinced her anxiety,
“Of course,” she replied, content with her words. She poured her a glass of Whisky then Eleanor took a sip and it was lavish in every possible manner, then a couple accosted them.
“Greetings, Mr. Garret,”
Mr. Garret complied with the advanced hand of the stranger.
“Mr. Dremor, have you taken a liking to England?”
“Perhaps now that I have seen a fine lady beside you,”
Mr. Garret smiled and Eleanor chuckled and rejoiced with those words. Though Eleanor found his presence rather quaint.
“May I get to know the name of this beauty?”
“Well, call her Eleanor,” said Mr. Garret.
“What a lovely name, Eleanor. May I get a chance to have a dance with you?”
“No…. No, I do not do well in dancing, perhaps you can find a more suitable partner,”
“Yes, everyone has said that until they step to dance, come on pretty woman,”
Eleanor looked at Mr. Garret, her eyes so docile and so hesitant, though he accosted her to approval, and her smile hewed the answer for the stranger, she held the hand of The Stranger and walked with him, awhile Mr. Garret was to contemplate from afar, the rhythm commenced and the stranger began to dance with her, Mr. Garret busied himself to a nice conversation with someone else, the stranger had his lips on move as with his legs, perhaps some not so amiable words.
“May I know how an American fell for this young beauty?”
“What Do You Mean?”
“I must aware you, only the violence held dearest to those Americans, guns and wars,”
Eleanor stopped for a moment, for her entire life she was to obey the tongue of such persons like this stranger, but perhaps this time her shoes were quite dwelled upon the likeness of riches.
“Perhaps you should not, of course, bark your conjecture as he has no eyes for such things that you had mentioned,”
A shrug appeared on his face and dead silence succeeded the conversation, then he urged to say.
“I suppose he may have been able to satisfy your needs, huh?” Those words delivered the confirmation that he was a folly person and that he was only a strange and capricious sad creature.
“Well it seems as if my words only mean offence to you and for that, I am really sorry,”
Eleanor smiled at Dremor, indicating that his apology was received well though what Dremor had received from her smile, was out of her tacit.
“I wonder how you would look naked?”
His perverse remark had provided a great surprise to Eleanor yet she had thought of it as a manner of riches to behave and so she tumbled upon to act in accord with his remark.
“I wonder why did you ask that?” she said with a sweet smile, then his hand slumbered down to her arse, she looked at him awhile he took a great liking to his articulation.
“I wonder if he would touch you in this manner ever,” he continued to ascertain his grip round her, With every second passing Eleanor’s sweet smile had whisked away and now her comfort was to be ruined.
“Let me go at once or else I will shout!” Her words were not enough for him to forbade his vile actions, instead, they galvanised him with great interest as he tumbled upon a reason to continue his wily as to discomfit her for his satisfaction, though she did not fall prey to his acts and absconded away from his grasp. Her next action had stolen everyone's attention while she complied to her anger by slapping him, Then with no words to wonder, she walked to Mr. Garret and deserted the folly place, Mr. Garret was to only walk, docile. Her anger slumbered when they extinguished themselves to be afar.
“What happened that forced you to take such a vile action?”
“Your friend, what a quant little devil! He was touching my arse!”
Her reply evinced the silence that was to come, Mr. Garret could not have his eyes on her as she stood till in proximity, wholly conscious of Mr. Garret.
“I am so sorry for that,”
“Do not, I suppose my actions had given him a wrong thought as well, I should have opposed his wish at the first glare,”
“Perhaps we should retire to the house now,”
Eleanor agreed to his words, Mr. Garret climbed up and helped Eleanor to follow, and soon they were in and the chaise commenced to move, The conversation had commenced between them while they were to wait for reaching their destination.
“I do have my hopes that you find your enjoyment in our night,”
“Yes sir, I did, if not for that small accident I would have enjoyed it to its fullest if that vagabond had not given me such vex, though sir, I will greatly perceive this night in my memories,”
“I am glad for that,” they walked in and the evening that promised them the enjoyment that they sought was over yet the act of disgust that was provided by the action of Mr. Dremor, well the effect of that was quite visible on her face. Mr. Garret settled down onto the sofa as Eleanor asked him for tea and he affectionately agreed. He waited and enjoyed the soft humming of her before she turned with a cup for him.
“I shall go and change, I do not want to have any damage in this dress,”
“You can have it later, come sit down,”
“But sir, I do not wish to make a ruin of this expensive dress,”
“You will not damage this dress in any way, Come and have tea with me,”
Eleanor sighed and yet complied with his request, the clock displayed the slumbering time and the silence that was dwelling between them as if they had a great disparity in their behaviours, Mr. Garret lifted the cup though it quarrelled from his hands.
“Oh Dear,” said Eleanor
“I am so sorry,” Mr. Garret said, rising from his position, Eleanor rushed in to see his hands, the blood had shown up, which was to be expected considering that Mr. Garret was not wary of the sharp glass.
“How much blood it is!”
“I am fine, dear,”
“No, you are not, Let me treat it, or else it may get affected and it will not be any prosperous matter for you!” She walked to her room and had water and honey in her hands when she returned.
“You should be careful with sharp things, let me see,” Mr. Garret provided his damaged finger and received a moment of aloof as she commenced to treat the wound. The hot water ensued his regrets as it hovered over his finger, though his vilest of reaction worked as a frivolous smirk on her face.
“You seem to have been taking fun of my pain,” said Mr. Garret.
“Indeed I am,” Mr. Garret hewed a smile as well, Findings words of no avail, he held her hand that was accustomed to buffet his pain, and he scrupulously kissed it awhile she stood still, delighted with his gesture and elegancies, though there were no words for her to speak, her actions had expressed her ardour, she glanced at Mr. Garret while he was to caress her hand, there were some moments of exhilaration for Eleanor. Mr. Garret rose and held her by her arms, his eyes strolling onto her, She did not lament yet her eyes were teary, for so long, her ardent and youth had been taken care of by the wrong person, a person with so fearful ingenious ideas and lust, being treated with perishing love, yet she was forced to work upon their houses, but at the right moment she exceedingly wished to see the love in Mr. Garret’ eyes whenever he was to say look at her and now she was able to discern such love and incalculable affection only for herself.
“Oh Eleanor, I want you!” Mr. Garret announced as he hugged her, She seemed quite content with his courageous request, and there was no frivolity to be found by her in his voice when she was accustomed to find in other’s voices when they were only tormented with their lust.
“Then I should be delighted.” She replied, and then Mr. Garret lay her down on the sofa and placed himself on top of her, he procured her lips and endeavoured to take care of the soft lustrous part of her face and so soft body, she had shut her eyes off, her lips had evoked the sheer pleasure which had never dwelled within Mr. Garret, those handsome fingers held her firm breasts and she lay still, he slowly unclothed her awhile feeling her lips, her eyes expressed the wild reaction as his mouth walked through her stomach, she put up an attempt to mutter a word yet his kisses hovered over hers. Soon as they continued their act he looked at her eyes when he was still inside of her, the sudden helpless feeling struck the woman and her moans were loud though Mr. Garret took a great liking to it, her reaction had embellished her face’s attributes more and more and it was no more to act in regard of love but to devour each other’s ardour, her arms were round the back of his neck as she pulled him to have a kiss in regard of her satisfaction, she was writhing beneath him with his every movement, then the sudden feeling of pleasure struck them and his enjoyable movement stopped, she lay still and Mr. Garret rested still on her.