Story's In The End.

The اگلے morning, Clara received a telegram form John asking her to meet him. She went and asked Mr Roberts if she could have a couple of hours off to go and meet him, he agreed. She picked up her hat on her way out and met him and the bottom of the road.
'Good morning John.'
'Morning Clara. Shall we?.' She linked her arm with his and they made their way down the road.
'Where are آپ taking me?.'
'You'll see.' As they walked, she couldn't help but admire the view. آپ could see the mountains through the trees and it was all so quite, The trees were blossoming with flowers of all different kinds....

It was the سال 1892, a young governess named Clara was on her way to meet the new family she would be assisting. She looked out the window and saw the magnificent country side, it was so peaceful. When she pulled up outside the house, the father was there ready to greet her. She thanked the driver and made her way up the steps.
'Miss Clara.'
'Mr Roberts. Pleasure.' She curtsied. 'Sorry i'm a little late but آپ know how temperamental horses can get.'
'After you.' She stepped inside the house. He led her into his study and they took their seats. 'Thanks آپ for coming at such short notice.'
'My...

Clara lay اگلے to John and watched him sleep, he was so beautiful. She still couldn't believe what she was doing, if Mr Roberts found out that would be then end of her career. But none of that mattered right now. She leaned down and placed a light kiss on his lips then began to kiss his neck.
'Morning.'
'Morning.' She made her way down and began to kiss his chest. John let out a little moan, She looked up and smiled at him. She crawled back up and kissed his lips but مزید passionately. John flipped her over so he was on سب, سب سے اوپر of her. They both knew what they were doing was wrong but they never...