“Why yes, Ecole St Justine,” she replied. “Though she has her qualities,” Gerald admitted, “I own I do like you bared.”
“Getald!” Adele protested. “But I have needs unsated by the servants sir” Katherine protested. “I’m not evil, you are, you cold hearted bitch,” Katherine snapped surprising even herself with her anger, “Why can’t you satisfy your husband as you were taught at school?”
“Taught, at school?” Adele queried, “At school?”
“You went to finishing school did you not?” Katherine asked, “Not that you practice that which you were taught.”
Gerald sat up nursing his manhood which had swollen appreciably. “I reckon yon woodcutter will take thee down a peg or two when he gets his prong up you!” Mrs Robbins chortled, “He don’t know what ‘No’ means. “No father, I shall not,” he insisted. “Stiff upper lip Katherine, remember your instruction,” Miss Edwards cautioned, “Remember you are a St Justine’s girl, shoulders back, chin up, always smile through the pain my dear, every circumstance is an opportunity, just remember that which you have learned at Ecolle St Justine and you will never be bested.”
“Yes Miss Edwards,” Katherine said sadly, “May I
