Faberge Eggs For Christmas
The Countess' Impetuous demands have unexpected Advent consequences
The Earl sat in his library, staring at the brightly lit, elegantly adorned yule tree in the corner while agonizing over what to get his wife this Christmas. He knew he had only himself to blame for the quandary he was facing. An aging man, whose sexual stamina, if not his prowess, had faded, he had married a woman less than half his age after his first wife had passed away. Sexually, she was insatiable. Simply speaking,...
