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Recruiting fresh young meat

... "No Kali, there's no problem with the party, it's..."

"Well?" queried Kalin, "I'm sure you remember I said I was entertaining tonight so I wouldn't expect you to pop round just for a social chat, come to think of it even if I weren't entertaining tonight..." Kalin left the sentence unfinished but the intent was plain enough.

"It’s Jane." Isabel said almost in a whisper.

Kalin looked genuinely concerned as she said "Whatever is the matter? Has she been in an accident or something?" She signaled to Susi who had stood just inside the door and in response the maid quickly fetched a white silk dressing gown and held it, standing a couple of feet behind her employer.

Like Venus rising from the sea, Kalin stood, the foam slipping softly from her smooth skin that belied her 36 years of age, not to mention the ravages of a heavy drug habit in her youth. Isabel could only stare in complete admiration, a sentiment that Kalin most definitely cherished and had hoped for when she invited Isabel round.

Susi helped her mistress into the gown, its thin fabric turning translucent on contact with her wet skin and had that effect of making her seem even more naked than before she wore it. She tied the belt neatly at her waist and slipped her feet into a pair of fur trimmed mules.

"Follow me, Bella and we can discuss it in more comfortable surroundings." Kalin said as her heels clicked on the marble floor. Susi opened the door for her mistress and followed her and Isabel out ...

... of the bathroom and across the corridor to an almost identical door. Kalin stood by the door until Susi opened it for her with a small curtsey. "That will be all for now, Susi." Kalin said as she walked into the room, Isabel trailing in her wake.

The room was red, from the velvet curtains via the flock wallpaper, the drapes hanging from the four-poster bed with its satin sheet to the red deep pile carpet, even the upholstery on the chaise longue was red brocade. 'Looks like a tarts boudoir!' Isabel thought to herself.

Kalin seemed even more striking in her white robe against such a backdrop and Isabel had a feeling she knew it as she watched Kalin spread herself on the chaise longue, her hand indicating a matching upright chair, its wooden frame gilded to a shine. "So, tell me what's the matter, Bella."

Isabel took a deep breath and explained about the scholarship and how she had not told Jane yet because Kalin had said if there was anything she could do they were to let her know. Once she started the whole sorry tale just seemed to flood out of her, trailed closely by more heart jerking tears.

Kalin simply laid there examining her nails until the sobs quietened. "And what, Bella, would you like me to do about it?"

Through the tail end of sobs Isabel shook her head and admitted, "I’d... don't know. I know I t... treated you bad when I ran out on you, and you've no reason to want to help me now; but Jane's whole future depended on her getting that scholarship. I ...