Thank you Elodie, I love it.

- Josephine -

“He danced with you?”

Aria had asked that question repeatedly since I told her about the ball.

“Yes Aria! Silas danced with me.”

“Goodness.”

She was clearly in deep thought as she prepared my bath. I didn’t care about Silas, or what he was trying to achieve. I couldn’t stop thinking about Hugo and his gentle touch.

“Your bath is ready my Lady.”

I walked over, dropped my robe and climbed inside. The warm water rose around my body as I lowered myself. I sighed deeply as I relaxed in the bath.

“Thank you Aria.”

She bowed dutifully and quietly left the room.

The bath had been perfectly placed by the window. I could see the tops of the trees in the garden, and the sunlight cast rainbows in the water. It was heavenly.

I began to wash myself, caressing my naked body. I couldn’t stop thinking about Hugo. How he had held me, and stroked my back with his thumb. I thought about his deep brown eyes, and how they were fixed on me.

My nipples were hard and I could feel a warm pulse running through my body. I gently writhed in the bath, slipping around in the water.

I was just about to touch myself when the bedroom door flew open.

“Oh.” A voice said.

I sat up with a loud splash.

“Elodie! What are you doing in here?”

She grinned and perched on the rim of the bath.

“I was going to invite you shopping today. I think I can help you… with this.”

“What?”

She rose and took long strides towards the door.

“You’ll see my dear. Hurry up, the carriage will be leaving in an hour.”

I rushed to get clean and dressed. Where on earth was Elodie taking me?

I came downstairs to find her perching on the window seat with a salacious grin. My face flushed red immediately.

“Come Josephine, let’s leave.”

We bundled into the carriage and started our journey into town.

“So, Hugo?”

I smiled at the mere mention of his name.

“Yes, what about him?” I replied.

“You two looked quite smitten, will you see him again?”

My smile widened. “He said he will visit me at the estate.”

“Ooooooooo very exciting. It’s a good thing I brought you today then. You can pick a nice new dress to impress him.”

We climbed out of the carriage, and Elodie led me to a boutique. Beautiful fabrics were hanging from large rolls on the wall, and there were bowls of crystals twinkling in the sunlight.

A woman appeared from the back and greeted us.

“Ah Miss Leven, how lovely to see you. How can I be of service today?”

Elodie stepped forward, dragging me with her.

“Claudette, this is my friend Miss Felton. We were hoping to buy some new dresses for the season. Do you have any new fabric?”

“Yes Miss Leven, right this way.”

We spent hours picking fabric, drinking tea, and giggling. I had always been an only child, so I was always fitted for dresses alone. Aria was very special to me, and a good friend, but for the first time, I felt like I had a sister. We were having so much fun that the day was nearly gone, and we would have to get home for dinner soon.

“Elodie, we better head back.”

She drained her tea and nodded at me.

“Oh Claudette, before we go, I want to take Elodie into the private room. I’d like to buy her a gift.”

Claudette grinned at Elodie, bowed, and locked the boutique door. She moved towards the back door and turned to address us.

“Right this way ladies.”

Elodie smiled and squeezed my hand. We followed Claudette into her back room and then through a small door hidden behind a curtain. Inside was a small room with several small boxes.

Claudette reached for one and opened the clasp before presenting the contents to Elodie.

“This one is new My Lady. It’s hand painted and perfectly shaped.”

Inside the box was a blue velvet cushion, and a… what is that? It’s definitely porcelain, and beautifully painted with flowers, but what is it for?

“Josephine, this is a dildo. It is the same shape of a man’s member.”

I looked at it more closely, she was right. It was cylindrical with a rounded bulb at the top.

“Yes, I see it.” I replied.

“I’d like to buy one for you, for your next bath.” Elodie mocked.

I spun round to look at her, and she was already grinning at me. I should have been shocked and revolted by the suggestion, but I wasn’t. I was excited to try it.

I took the box from Claudette and stroked the cold porcelain.

“Thank you Elodie. I love it.”