AIMEE' Chapter VI ~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ Bethsany examined herself in the mirror.AIMEE' Chapter VI ~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ Bethsany examined herself in the mirror. "I still look pretty good. Don't you think, Lilli?" "Yes, Miss," the tall brunette encapsulated in leather responded warmly. "Be honest, Lilli." "At your age, Miss, you will not bring in customers except for those with certain... desires, but no matter. I wish to have your body and health when I reach your wisdom, too." Bethsany turned around and stroked Lilli's face gently. "You say the right things, Lilli." She kissed the taller girl gently. A knock at the door interrupted her fingers' probing between Lilli's legs. "What is it?" One of the younger girls appeared at the door. "My apologize, Miss, but Aimee' is here." Bethsany sighed, trying not to smile simultaneously. Loving Lilli was a privelege neither one permitted often, temptation being what it was, but she also could never pass up an opportunity for kindess with Aimee'. "Lilli, will you forgive me?" The brunette nodded. "I understand. I need some comission today anyway." Bethsany laughed. "Forever the opportunist. That's why I like my crew. Could you let Aimee' in on your way out?" "I will," Lilli promised, leaving slowly. As she walked out, she held the door open, revealing the small, shivering form of the girl who came to visit every week. "Aimee'! The Gods, you must be chilled to the bone from your walk. Come in, come in, please, sit down by the fire. Page, get us something warm for her to drink. Nothing with liquor, dear, just chocolate or something." The young girl who had first peeked in to announce Aimee's presence looked in, nodded, then disappeared. Bethsany positioned Aimee' on a short, padded stool by the fire. The girl reappeared with a tray holding two steaming mugs. "Here," Bethsany said, handing one to Aimee'. "Drink. You need it. You look positively white!" "I am sorry to distress you so, Bethsany," Aimee' said softly. "Master Teltirray is more confident of me; he says in this weather theives do not get out so much." "Nor should healthy young girls like yourself!" Bethsany countered. "Besides, in winter brigands need their sustenance like everyone else and with pickings slim you make a lovely target. |