Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 23: The Girl Who Sold Herself - Chapter Twenty-Three

My Master grins wickedly. “Oh, don’t worry. We’re going to enjoy our evening together.”

“Where? What?”

“I’ve booked the lodge up in the mountains again.” he grins. “But this time I’ve arranged that it will be decked up for Christmas when we get there.”

“Christmas tree?” I ask, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

“Yup.”

“Log fire? Candles?”

“Yup.”

“Mince pies and crackers?”

“Yes, and Michael has packed up a few treats into the back of the wagon here.” Michael beams at this, looking smug.

I look again at the vehicle. “That’s not your usual car, is it? I don’t remember you driving a station wagon.”

“No, not usually, but the weather forecast isn’t all that good. I thought if we’re going up the mountains, we’d go in something with four-wheel drive and a decent engine, just in case the snow comes down.”

does not seem very likely, but I am not about to argue about it. Changing the subject, I turn

volumes. Eyes slightly cast down, but smiling,

his arms with his hands. “Snow

the wagon, with me in the

than bad weather, but as we get out into the countryside there is the sparkle of frost on grass, and leafless trees stand silhouetted

and the car crunches over ice-rimmed puddles. A little further along the route and there is patchy snow on the ground, still sparkling in the

lower, becoming darker, more threatening. Fat snowflakes begin to splat onto the windscreen. At first, they melt, to be swept away by the wipers, but as we drive further along the now, rough track, they stick and stay, simply being pushed to one side by the wipers, gathering on the bonnet before melting away from the heat of the engine. Ahead of us, the track vanishes under a deepening white layer.

smiles at me reassuringly. “Nearly there now. It’s only about another five

thicker. Our headlights simply reflect back from the white-out ahead of us, and as my Master drops into four-wheel drive, I

in his

it’s becoming dangerous, and I’m not even sure I would see

alright,” I say. “There will be other times. We’ll stay in the city somewhere overnight. A hotel perhaps. We can still enjoy

my Girl.” he grins. And he starts

the car goes nowhere. He reverses gear and tries again, with the same result. Around us, the snow

we’re stuck in the snow. I don’t think we can make it, but we can’t get out either. Any idea on what’s happening out there?” He nods occasionally, listening to the voice on the other end. “Yes…. Yes? Oh, right…. Thanks anyway,

though we’re stuck here for the night. They’ll be clearing the track but they can’t get through until daylight.” Looking at me. “Charlotte. I’m so sorry. Michael and I had all sorts of plans for this evening, but it looks as though we’re scuppered by the weather. I think we’re going to be sleeping in the back

my lip, and try my best to seem brave, I ask “Have we got plenty of blankets

Really, don’t worry,” says Michael, placing a reassuring hand on mine. “I packed plenty, just in case. We have

interrupts my Master. “Why don’t we all have some coffee? You brought

yes.” Michael rummages in the back and produces a flask, then another. “Coffee…. and hot chocolate and…” He rummages again, and with the air of a magician pulling

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