CHAPTER TWELVE

A tad bit distracted with work, she peaked her head in through the door.

She did not mutter a word but I was aware of her presence, aware of her fine and dandy whiff.

Merrigold, admittedly made me excited. She was different than any other negro I had ever encountered.

She did not bow her head when I walked by or treat me with the respect I needed.

I found that attractive, I found it attractive how stubborn she was and how I had to teach her to submit to me, she would eventually.

I had gone off far the rails with the way I had started everything. If I was a tad bit nicer to her we'd see how that would work out.

"Sir, you have mail...from lady Harriet, her butler dropped it by.

" She said, for many reasons she refused to call me Master and I had noticed she preferred sir.

That certainly wouldn't have a good ring to it when we finally indulged in this foolery of lust between us.

The tension was clear and building up. I could see it in the way I caught her eyes searching for mine whe