Standing there, lost in my thoughts, I realized it was quiet around me. I looked at myself in the mirror—there was a flush on my cheeks and a bit more desire in my eyes. After a while, I heard a gentle knock on the door.

 “Miss Tori, can we come in?”

 It was Mrs. Harper again, with two other young girls.

 “Of course, please!” I replied politely. I was still not used to being served.

One of the younger girls placed some salad in front of me. The ...