"You can stay here tonight," Tumescence concluded, "but in the morning youll have to report to Grope. Weve agreed that you will work two days a week under his command, but that you will come here to copy for me the other five." He stood up, and moved away from the table, managing to avoid looking me, though not for the usual reason. "Im sure things will work out for the best, Nina. The copying is going well. Perhaps the King will see fit to offer me a reward when he sees how well things have gone. I could ask him to assign you to me permanently. You just wait and see. In the morning, Bator and the Princess will be here, and we can have a word with her. Im sure shell be sympathetic."
Tumescence sloped out of the room sheepishly, and I finished the job of
gay skinhead pics clearing the table before retiring for the night. The last task I undertook was to replace the illustrations in their leather carrying case. I lingered once more over the portrait of Aphrodititty, and a small spark of hope flickered in my breast.
***
The following morning, before the sun had risen, I slipped out of my room, went out the back way from Tumescences laboratory, and back into the tower through the servants entrance. I had scarcely been in the kitchen for a
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"Nina. You
e early. How splendid." He leered at me, scratching his hooked nose. "Come this way."
We left the kitchen, and began a long climb up the palace tower, though not, I was glad to notice, by the usual staircase. In fact, the staircase we used was quite well lit, and there were several other servant girls about, carrying bedding and towels back and forth between store cupboards and the bedrooms that we passed.
After several minutes, we reached a door which Grope
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