<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/pQPTzqv.jpg)<br/><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/lQNnogw.jpg)</div><br/>Mistress Tamilla sniffed, obviously looking annoyed at having been interrupted in her own chambers.  There was no sign, no realization of the earlier events.  No, that wasn't true.  Arisa could still feel the mostly dried juices on her sex, between her thighs.  She had pleasured herself for this woman, had licked the woman to orgasm, and not long ago either.  But now Tamilla seemed to not know her, not remember...<strong>"Fine, begone then and don't enter without my permission in the future.  I do not like to be disturbed." </strong>Tamilla said as she turned back to her needlepoint hoop.<br/><br/>Arisa opened the door to the steward's office and stepped through into the lit room.<br/><br/>There the steward sat at his desk, pen scratching on ledger.  He looked up startled for a moment.<strong> "Hello?"</strong>he said raising an eyebrow, obviously confused.<strong> "Um, maids aren't supposed to be in here."</strong>Then looking at the door she had just come through as it swung shut behind her he asked,<strong> "Did the mistress send you in here for some reason?"</strong>