June 25th<br/><br/>Mistress was out of the room this time. I dispised this time alone with Master Connor. His gaze... It was troublesome to say the least. Things seemed to take a turn for the worst today. As he was pouring himself a drink, I was retrieving his old plate. Thats when I felt his hand. Under my skirt. I could feel my face turn  bright red. My first reaction was to turn around and smack him across the face for it. Something, however, told me things would be worse if I did. So, I reluctantly let him grab me. The bad part was, his touch wasn't bad... I stepped away from him slowly as not to anger him.