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out of spite for her actions. It was not as though Etta had been a model new student at the school. She'd ended up making the nanny clean the contents of the piss pot from the floor. If the tables were turned, it would certainly cross Etta's mind.
    She shut her eyes and clenched the bed sheets, afraid to watch, not that she could see what was happening until it was done. Her position was unflattering at best.
    The door opened and Philip locked eyes with Etta.
    She wanted to slam her legs shut and deny him the sight of her naked body, but she felt the razor stroking down, coming right alongside her clit. There was no way she was going to move and risk injury. A flush spread from her cheeks… down her neck and across her breasts.
    Philip did well not to stare at her naked form, his eyes remained on her face the entire time. How did he manage to do that? It must have taken great restraint.
    "I hope you are doing well this morning," he said as he approached Nanny Mae and stood beside her, looking down at her progress with the cunny shaving. "How has she been, Nanny Mae?"
    The woman cleared her throat and met Etta's blue stare. "Nothing I could not handle, for a new pupil."
    Why had Nanny Mae lied for Etta? Had she been concerned about him finding out the truth, that she could not be controlled, or was the nanny doing her a favor, trying to help her out? Etta watched their exchange, not saying a word.
    "I am pleased to hear it," Philip said and nodded, seeming gratified with the news.
    He ran his finger along the cleanly shaven flesh, checking the nanny's handiwork. Etta gasped, but remained still, since the razor still rested precariously close to her clit.
    His finger ran from the top of her pussy lip all the way to her taint, pausing right before making contact with her anus. He reached out with his other hand, gently took the razor out of Nanny Mae's hand and began stroking it along Etta's skin, finishing Nanny Mae's job for her.
    The man was shaving her private bits and she could do nothing about it. She couldn't even find the words to plead, or demand, or even ask nicely for him to stop. A tingling sensation attacked her cunny, and her little pearl throbbed in need. Philip's fingers maneuvered her flesh around so he could shave the remaining hair, every ministration somehow enhancing her need for more. His touch… the way he studied her bare cunny… the way she was lying with her legs spread wide before him… the way she remained helpless at his hand, and not wanting to fight the act in the slightest.
    "Very nice, Nanny Mae. Very nice indeed." He pulled his hand away, handing the razor back to the nanny, and made his way back to the door. "After her morning bath, I would like to have her join me for breakfast. Do you think you can make that happen?"
    "Yes, sir. Of course," Mae said.
    Did the nanny ever tell him no? If she was not mistaken, Philip Hartley was the nanny's employer. Etta doubted that Nanny Mae would not have tried to make Etta ready on time, even if it was an impossibility. She'd probably send her to visit him naked if they ran out of time.
    "I shall see you later, my little one." He gave a brief wave and left her bedroom, closing the door behind him.
    Etta breathed a sigh of relief once he left the two of them alone.
    "That was not so bad," Nanny Mae said, finished with the razor. "You are smooth now, just as Papa Philip likes it. Do you know you are the first girl who is here just for him?"
    Etta did not quite know what that meant, but she suspected it was a good thing. "Oh?" she asked.
    "Come now. It is time for your bath. You will not have time to play. We need to get you washed and dressed so that Papa can see you again for breakfast."
     
     
     
     

Chapter VI
     
    It had taken Philip all the restraint in the world not to claim little Etta right then and there as he had stared down at her beautiful blossoming body, drinking in the sight of her perky breasts and the half-shaven hair that Nanny Mae had