<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.45em;">ASHLEY   <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;">Ashley and Imogene standing right inside bedroom 2.</span></span><br/><br/>Ashley turned to the serving girl, "We will have two dinners brought up please, and give our excuses to Miss Lily and Miss Ivy, explain that we are both exhausted from the trip and plead headaches and a good night's rest to restore us." She then dismisses the woman with a smile and nod.  Turning back to Imogene Ashley resumes where she left off.  "Ok now you!  No peaking."  Ashley takes the silk kerchief and flips it around the back of the smaller girl's head, but the kerchief gets trapped by Genie's upswept hair.  With a slow smile dancing across her face, Ashley lifts her hand to Imogene's face again.  Ever so softly, like a baby's sigh, Ashley brushes the pad of her thumb against Imogene's delicate cheek. She follows the path of her jaw with intent exploration as if she were discovering something no one had ever known before.  Ashley felt the delicate rise of her ear lobe and thought that there could never have been so lovely and ear as this.  Surely it was the tiniest, most perfect ear.  And then Ashley's hand was tangled in the curls of Imogene's mahogany tresses-- each smooth strand putting the silk worm to shame.  Ashley's searching fingers kneed the base of Imogene's head, caress where her shoulder and neck meet, then with a shaky breath, Ashley pulls the hankerchief from around Imogene's neck and whispers, "I trust you Genie,  you would never peak."