Mag-log inMrs Lawrence always tried her best to organize the service schedule in a way fair to all girls. However it was difficult to do so if half of the girls were unable to collaborate with her. Sophia refused to serve when Anthony Brightman was invited as she hated his guts and Rose had the tendency to break things when Oscar Thomson was around, since the man made her ridiculously nervous. That left her with two options: Elsa and Claire.These darling girls would not mind to serve two nights on a row, but Mrs Lawrence felt it would not be right to make them do so. So, she made up her mind and decided to send Rose to serve tonight. Sh
2nd memory : Christopher and Nick, age 18Nick was waiting for him right in front of the gate, arms crossed over his chest, a scowl on his face.“What the fuck were you doin
The two next months were uneventful. Alyssa was grateful for that. She had expected tension when she returned from her trip but there was none.Christopher kept on coming in time for dinner and she kept being cold to him. It's been three years already and the man was stubborn as ever. He still though
1st memory : Elsa age 12She stopped on her tracks when she heard male voices from the garden. She frowned. ‘This son of theirs must be back’, she thought. She shrugged and she resumed walking. She had seen some photos of him from when he was her age and she was not impressed. She had not met him in person and she did not care to do so, that's why she took precautions not to be seen by him and his friends. However she took a glimpse of them, drink
“Is he gone?” Alyssa asked.Elsa nodded as she placed the tray on the side table. The other breathed a sigh of relief as she lifted herself from the bed to eat her breakfast. Elsa gazed at her in admiration. Alyssa had always been beautiful with her dark blond hair and blue grey eyes. And she had still that perfect porcelain skin. She was almost thirty one but she did not look the part as she seemed to be much younger.When Elsa was still very you
Christopher was up early. Earlier than usual.As a child and later as a teenager he loved to sleep till noon. As soon as he graduated from high school his father decided that it was time for Christopher to kick this habit if he was to succeed him in the family business as he called it. Nineteen years old and he had to juggle a very heavy schedule between university, business meetings and boring upper class parties.He made it though. He was perfec