She was rather impressed by how easily she’d made the transition from whore to governess. Each job held its own set of challenges, but she had to admit caring for three small girls far exceeded her expectations. She’d actually enjoyed an entire day for a change. That had rarely happened in her former career. She smiled as she recounted the time when a day at the House had been pleasant. Grayling had been there, half-naked and smiling cheekily because he was planning something wicked to fill up the time they had together. If only she could have that too, then Meredith would have no cause to be unhappy. Yet Meredith had not had intimate relations in more days than she cared to think about. Celibacy, of any kind, was rather a foreign state for her to be in. When she had taken Grayling’s daughters to see him, it had been as much for their benefit as her own. With careful questioning, she had discovered from the other servants that daily visits between father and daughters had ceased some time ago.
