Spring Has Sprung!
Sasha visited today for a round of polo in the stables. It was very fun.
Afterward, when we changed back into our regular clothes, we went inside for a drink. While Sasha excused herself to freshen up, I made a simple comment about how my feet were sore. Gianni brazenly took one of my legs and removed the stocking. I blushed madly through my rouge, seeing as I was wearing my white stockings, something I usually wear when I'm not feeling particularly daring, if you catch my drift. Anyway, he gave me a really nice foot massage. He worked out the tension in my foot so well that I nearly sighed deeply. Gianni slipped my stocking back on and offered to do the other foot. I kindly declined, seeing as my face was a deep scarlet and Sasha had just come back into the parlor.
I feel like I fornicated with the man. He completely destroyed my defenses [in a different way from Kip, of course]. I'm not going to be in the presence of Lady Sasha when Gianni is there without Joshua by my side. They seem to hate each other.