Poppy Chapter 4
The next day, Poppy awoke to a grey-skied morning. She showered and prepared herself for the coming day, but even though her breakfast tray was there as she exited the bathroom, she didn’t see any sign of Him. She remained on the floor, just in case for almost an hour. When He hadn’t shown up, she decided to busy herself until He did. Finding the poetry book she had gotten from the library the day before, she sat in a large, high-backed chair in her room, nude as usual, and read. She tried not to think about yesterday, a small smile playing across her lips as she read the same page she tried to yesterday, reminding her of the time out on the bench. She had acted like quite the randy little slut yesterday. Dropping …