Chapter Seven
Tutor
A few days after Dylan and Gwen leave Bree in our care, I get a surprise visit.
Bree and I are headed outside for a walk; she dressed only in her collar, I in my customary clothes of modest white blouse and black leather skirt, her leash in my hand. Such are Mr. Rose’s orders; Bree is to be reminded of her lowly status at all times, even if such a reminder is nominal.
We emerge from the basement into the foyer. Out of the library, down the hall, come footsteps and the rustle of a skirt I recognize instantly. Red Silk. I stand rooted to the spot, the very spot where I first saw Mr. Rose.
Red Silk appears just as fresh and beautiful as ever. Mr. Rose accompanies her, but unlike before when I was noticed at the last moment, Red Silk is aware of me immediately. Her gra
