Constance had enjoyed a delightful bathe and the maids had attend to her well.  She was still sore from her 'ride' and knew she would probably be entertaining after dinner.  She had no idea who it might be.  She dressed in a gorgeous deep red gown that showed quite a lot of her shoulders and swept the floor.  She made sure she looked her utmost best.  And she was even wearing a pair of finest panties, they felt wonderful against her woman's secret place.  She wondered if the boys would be there, she hadn't seen her dear Valentine for a while, and Alistair had been busy all afternoon with his newest victim.  Such dear boys the pair of them.<br/><br/>She swished down the stairs, passing a maid who was moving up.  She frowned, the maid should have been in the preparing for dinner.  She shrugged, she would find out she was sure.  Entering the dining room she smiled at her boys and Mr. Cyril.  "My dear young men" she said softly, walking across to pour herself a sherry before dinner.<br/><br/>"Valentine my love, I trust we find you in good health" she purred, then looked at Alistair, "dearest boy, you look slightly dishevelled." She commented looking at the slave on her knees, "such a delight.  I hope she has kept you entertained" Constance said, walking across to the girl.  She stroked her hair, tilting her face to her, "I do hope you know how to behave at dinner darling, I would hate to see you go without food, you do look like you need a meal or two." She said, and lent down, kissing her fully on the lips.