259 wivesbehavingdbadly

. he had been  fond of saviing . take no  unnsense . let them know who's  leader  of the pack .occasionally  , i i tesedd hiin for  being pompous and - somestimes - i cried  because  i could not  get te hang of family life . here was the continuing conumdrum . how on earth had an intelligent , capable woman like me got  into such a muddle ?
i looked up , fully  expecting to hear nathan 's treat on the stairs . the hand on my shoulder , his voice in my ear  . then i heard myself murmur aloud ." nathan will never have really gray  hair ."
but all that lay in the past .
 go away , mumy .
at clair manor , i resorted to a sleeping pill and woke in an unfamiliar bed artifully  draped in muslim , a la lolonaise . across the room  , the curtains fell expensively to the floor , and the cushion on the chair sported antique tassels .
it was the kind  of room that was featured in magagines . it  exuded discreet fantasy  and reality . no one could , or would . ever live in it .
luxuriously and beautiful  run as it was , clair manor wa not an innocent place . in fact , its raison d'etre   was knowingsness  . in the  bathrooms there was a battery of portions and creams which  guests were  invited to secret in their promise were wanton and enticing - if we used these posed an interesting dilemma . there was no change that they could deliver what they promised .