It was a Friday afternoon: we were all bored, sleepy, looking forward to the weekend when we could walk in the woods, swim in the lake, sleep a little...later – on the Saturday, at least. On Sundays they dragged you from bed at six for matins.Our English mistress was called Miss Walters. She was in her mid-40s and very beautiful, if a little harsh. She always wore very tight blouses through which you could often see the dark outline of her bra. She must have been at least a 40DD: they were bloody. "You fucking bitch, how did you get him to do that?" Honestly Fliss, I was quite prepared to have the agreement, in fact I wanted it. You father just changed his mind. Look Fliss, as far as I'm concerned you have a right to live here as long as you want. That's what Paul would have wanted." Oh great, so I can live in my own house," she sang sarcastically, "How very kind of you! Let me tell you something, you're not going to get away with this. No way!" Look, at the end of the day you have two. More

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