They were far more opulent then any self-respecting butler would allow, but given his long-standing friendship with his lordship not unexpected. He enjoyed a parlor with a small fireplace, a bedchamber with a generous size bed and even his own private bathing chamber. By far, the bathing chamber was the most extravagant luxury, but when his lordship added the hot and cold water pipes to the house he’d insisted. Charles shed his coat and waistcoat while kicking off his shoes. He poured himself a small sherry, a gift from his lordship last Boxing Day. He was watching the flames from the fire while enjoying his drink when he heard a muffled sound from his bedchamber. Strolling to the doorway, he took in the sight of his two housemaids, Rose and Daisy, naked and bound together on his bed. “Don’t worry my beauties,” he chuckled as he put down his glass and began to unbutton his cuffs. “Sir did not forget about you.”
