The Governess- 17
“Good I think we will all benefit from Jane’s presence.” Lady Rawlings could not
help thinking how true her words might be. She continued. “I will inform you of
which rooms Jane will occupy when I have time to show her round. I wish to
inform Richard myself so I would prefer it if you did not mention it yet. I will
be visiting the kitchens later so again I will inform Rachael and Claire. Off
you go, you may come and collect the tea things in half an hour.”
Jane watched as the girls walked primly from the room. She was delighted with
them both, she turned to Her Ladyship. “They really are very pretty girls and
obviously most obedient and willing. I would say Wendy is already bound by love
and I imagine Annette is not far behind.”
Lady Rawlings nodded. “You are right, I think Annette is most grateful for her
situation here. Her life in Asia I understand was most traumatic. She seems
determined to do exactly what she is told in order to keep her position. I would
imagine she is willing to put up with most things, she is old enough not to
forget the violence or her hunger and poverty in Vietnam.”
“I would like to hear about Claire if you feel like indulging me.” Lady Rawlings
laughed her pretty eyes revealing the merriment she felt. “You really are going
to keep on the straight and narrow aren’t you. But of course you are quite right
we have so much to discuss we will be in conference for days.” She sat back and
swung her bare legs up underneath her. “I really do feel like a pussy cat that
as had the cream, What you did earlier has proved very therapeutic.” Jane
smiled. “I am sure I enjoyed it as much as you. You have a beautiful body and
you really do move so prettily when you are aroused.” Lady Rawlings was
surprised to feel her self blush. “Do you realise you have made me blush, not
something I have done for a long time.” Jane laughed. “I think we are all
capable of embarrassment in the right circumstances. I was rather apprehensive
when I came here. I have always wanted charge of a young boy and I was rather
worried that mother’s description of the boy was overly flattering. I must be
honest and say until I had met you I was not sure that your standards would meet
mine. I don’t mean that as a detrimental remark but more in the way that when
you want something as badly as I do, you are in fear of being let down. Let’s
talk about Claire, as you probably have gathered I would like to talk about the
boy last.”