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dawn `s tempory master 3

... the dishwasher eager to get away to the intense joy of the two maids who knew why he was so eager. He had bribed Gerry to fetch in from the greenhouse a small bunch of flowers for Dawn, saying “it was to say thanks for her standing up for him,” that gave old Gerry a little chuckle, wishing he was the one going up to the flat, known by the staff as the harem, but he had managed to collect up a few sweet smelling hyacinths and a branch or two of the winter jasmine for the lad, which he slipped to the boy before tea. Dawn watched the news on television, after which she heard a timid knock at the door; she opened it to find the boy hair slicked down stood bunch of winter flowers clutched in his hand. She ushered him in, touched beyond words at the gesture. She told him that he was not to knock this week and that it was a while since anyone had brought her flowers, She showed him his locker where the bathroom was then told him to shower and change into his pyjamas, she would make some coffee and they could talk and get to know one another. He went off to do just what he was bid, returning showered clean, hair tidy and his working clothes put away before the coffee percolated. They were soon sat on the sofa, side by side. She started by asking about his f****y, soon knowing that he was a survivor of the sinking of a ferry off the Belgium coast that had taken all his f****y. Having no relatives he had been in that boys home till the last month when he had been sent here on trial. ...

... He had never worked or had contact with women before except the elderly matron who he said “was more male than some of the boys “ Thus his eager enquiring, hormone riddled, mind, had led him to want to see more of cook, and the maids who had complained loud and long, He had been told in the strongest terms that he was not to stare at either of the two women and he had nearly managed, till he came on them in the swimming pool. In desperation he had gone out on the roof and spied on ‘Madam’ through her window. He had been seen and hauled before the master that very morning, expecting to be sent back to the home. She alone had spoken and though he would be punished he at least was still out of the home, which he hated, She told him that unless invited it was “not a nice thing to do” spying and the like on women, her name in the flat was Dawn, though he would address her properly everywhere else in the house. She would teach him how to go on with women and how to respect and enjoy them correctly, but he was to promise her not to disrespect a woman ever again. Next she asked what he had done to the cook that had caused her to complain, he said he had felt her breast`s through her overall one day in the kitchen, he had been fascinated by the things, and had just decided the woman would allow him to explore her body as he thought she would find him irresistible if he could turn her on. What he got was of course was a clout! He said he would see her breast anyway soon, and when Dawn ...