MRS HEMLOCK, HOUSEKEEPER<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Stop it! I have not done anything wrong! But fine...<em>please</em> tell me what is going on!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Another lash, this time across the tops of her rather full and soft looking thighs.<br/><br/><strong>"Not done wrong? You count screaming your head off and disturbing my house <em>not wrong?</em> How dare you suggest it is fine to act in such a common manner. I've heard screams around Billingsgate fish market quieter than yours!"</strong><br/><br/>Each time I hit her and each time she struggled the fleshy womanly parts of her shifted about beneath the loose dress in a quite enchanting fashion. I had half a mind to yank that dress up to her neck and get down to business.<br/><br/><strong>"You will cease making that dreadful racket this instant. And then you will apologise to me for disturbing my day. I have better things to do that go climbing stairs to beat noisy trollops."</strong>