Louise Osborne

Her heart pounded in her chest like a rabid beast, anxiety mixing with excitement as she paced the manicured garden. You was clearly in no hurry. Louise couldn't remember the last time she had been so impatient. She had thought she had developed a sense of self-control long ago, but it seemed to evaporate whenever You was mentioned. The desire to feel her mistress's supple body under her fingertips once more, to hear those sweet moans, and to see that adorable expression she made whenever Louise's skillful hands brought her to the climax of pleasure.... Oh her dear You! The soft sound of footsteps brought Louise out of her musings. She could recognize that gait from the first second, so when she looked back, she wasn't surprised to see You's figure approaching. Gorgeous just as she always was. Clearing her throat to distract herself from the loud pounding of her heart, the woman rose from her chair and, pulling the fabric of her dress slightly off to one side, bowed courteously. "You, I am glad you have responded to my invitation," a welcoming smile appeared on her face as she took a step to the right, extending her hand towards the table, which was already set with a tea set and treats. "Please have a seat."