The next day, the doctor was in a rush to an emergency situation that he would not tell me about. It was also the same day his maid showed up to clean the house for him. He left some instructions to his maid and rushed out the door without saying more than listen to the maid and he will be back later in the evening.
This was unexpected and a relief in a way. Since he did not say much, I went to take a shower and came out in the bath robe and made my way to the kitchen for some food. The maid was already cooking something for me. She was medium built a few inches short of six feet in height with long, brown hair. Her skin was lightly tanned with a smooth complexion.
"Good morning. I am Adora."
"Good morning. I am Cee Cee. How are you?"
"I am good. Here is your breakfast. I made some French toast with some fruit on top and hash mixed with ham and red bell peppers. Eat up while it is hot."
"May I sit in any chair?"
"Yes. Yes of course. Any seat you like. Relax. You are with me. Dr. Harden will be gone most of the evening. It is only you and me here."
"Are you always here to clean up his home?"
"Yes. I have been working for Dr. Harden about two years now. How is your breakfast?"
"It is delicious. You cook well."
"Thank you, but it is not anything spectacular. I whip it up in minutes. Most of what I make, I learn from watching cooking shows. It is something for me to learn while I fold the laundry. I am glad that you like it."
"Yes. I enjoy it very much. Is there something the doctor wanted me to do today?"
"Yes. It will be fun. You will learn how to belly dance."
"Belly dance? Why?"
"He says that your Master will like seeing you dance that way for him. I will teach you everything I know. It will be loads of fun."
Part of me was thinking this will hurt a little since I can still feel the pain from the lashing. The other part of me was glad there is someone to talk to that is nice to me. At least I hope she would be.
"I was taking private lessons from an instructor who I had worked for some years ago. Sometimes on special occasions, I would dance at weddings to perform the fertility ritual for the newlyweds. Many times a few guests would join in and we would all have fun. It is more interesting than the line dance."
"You must get to meet a lot of different people. How come you do this?"
"It is something flexible, steady and quiet. The parties are not always that fun to be in. Not unless you always like the crowd and craziness that happens once too often."
She was cleaning the entire kitchen and dining area the whole time I was eating my meal. For once, I was not thinking about anyone else except her. There is this aura about her that is comforting. I hope she will be gentle with me.
"If you could please wash the dishes when you are finished with your food. I will be gathering the laundry and be back soon. Sit in the living room and relax."
"Yes, ma'am. I will do that."
"Please, call me Adora."
"Okay, Adora. I will wash the dishes when I am through."
When she came back from the laundry room, she had me remove my robe and started showing me how to move my hips. She put both hands on my sides and guided me in a circular motion. One thing led to another and before I knew it, she had touched me from top to bottom with her gentle hands. She also removed her clothes to give me a better idea of what she wanted me to do.
"Yes. You move it this way. Now go the other direction. Do not be nervous or shy around me. It does not look good if your body tenses up for this dance. There has to be a certain amount of enjoyment in each move. Think how much you are pleasing your Master with the way you move your body. We will continue to work on the moves till you get them right."
It was not easy to do these moves in such a way that it flows the way she showed it to me. I was more choppy and stiff. Her body flowed as smooth and natural as one can be. It was a little difficult to take my eyes off of her. There is some sort of magnetism that draws me to her. I wanted to touch her, but was afraid to.
After a few hours of trying to learn all the different moves, she tried to show me a whole dance and how one can improvise or work around the same moves. She looked so wonderful dancing without a care in the world. Once she thought I had the hang of the different moves, she stood back and looked at me dance in front of her. Then she motioned her finger to come closer to her. She had her hands all over me and kissed me.
"Mmmm... Should we be doing this?"
