<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/EllaPrice.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Ella Price<br/><strong>Where: </strong>The Foyer<br/><strong>With:</strong>Albert Godfrey<br/><strong>When:</strong>1 P.M.<br/><strong>What: </strong>Getting Ready<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Ella had always preferred older men when she worked for Nick. They often could be kinder and were less athletic. But from the way the Butler moved, she suspected that Albert was still spry. Would he be kind? She blushed and pushed those thoughts from her mind. In truth, no man was kind when he was aroused, Ella thought. She remembered Nick and how he had initiated her casually into the world of sex, how he had taught her so many little tricks to please a man. She paled and turned her attention back to Albert. Why had Nick slipped into her mind again? Ella wanted to banish him from her memories as thoroughly as she had banished him from her life.<br/><br/>She shook her head and met Albert’s sly smile. “I understand.” She answered his words. “My goal is to keep the masters happy and live my life quietly.” She had a much more direct manner of speaking when talking to Albert directly as opposed to his lordship. She smiled when he mentioned the ghastly nature of the matter. “We’ll keep them happy and get home as quickly as they allow us.”<br/><br/>When he made his opinion of the lordship’s lady clear, Ella tucked the information away for later study and climbed into the carriage. How the world turned, she thought. She had planned for a quiet evening in her little room reading a borrowed book. But now … a carriage ride and a party, albeit she would be there as a maid.<br/>