‘You made her do all that, miss?’ she said. ‘Miss Martin?’
Lucy smiled. ‘Yes, Jenny,’ she confirmed. ‘It was all part of the process. I had to show that I was the new mistress. And I don’t think she minded; there’s a submissive in all of us, after all. We slept together that night, and it really was quite beautiful.’
Jenny shook her head. ‘I’d never have thought it,’ she said.
Lucy smiled wistfully at the memory. ‘Yes, it is strange how things worked out, and how quickly. I wonder where she is now.’
‘Probably teaching someone else, miss.’
‘Probably. And what a teacher she is. Which brings me to my proposition.’
‘Miss?’
‘That I feel this house has been a little empty lately. What we need is another young lady about the place, one to give the piano some more use.’
‘A new pupil, miss?’
‘Exactly.’
Jenny grinned. ‘I’ll phone Dr Tovey in the morning, Miss Cavendish,’ she said.
‘Mind you do,’ said Lucy, resting the ruler on the maid’s naked bottom as she bent over the desk, ‘or this will not be the last time I’ll have to deal with you.’
‘Yes, miss,’ said Jenny, her head resting on her arms, sighing with happiness.
Also Available
The Piano Teacher Page 23