Chapter 117: With Elsa

  "Elsa, what advice do you have for my manor?"

  Catherine showed Elsa her own picture.

  "The configuration is quite reasonable......" Elsa looked at the blueprint: "But, isn't it necessary to add some decorations around?"

  Yes, the environment of the manor is also very important.

  Man-made lake, trees and lawn, these can't be forgotten either.

  "I'll change it again."

  Catherine started revising again, while Elsa quietly watched from the side.

  Finally settled in her own manor, the time was already 8:49. At this moment, Catherine suddenly looked at Elsa and asked, "Elsa, seriously, what do you want to do in the future?"

  "This..."

  Elsa opened her mouth, but seemed somewhat embarrassed.

  Catherine finally thought Elsa's future was more important.

  "Ailsa, do you like universities in America?"

  Katherine asked.

  Elsa looked at Catherine and didn't say anything.

  After a long time, she finally spoke up.

  "Actually... Kate... I... I came to America because of your invitation! I am your personal maid, and will be from now on... so please don't send me away..."

  Catherine looked at Elsa and then asked: "Elsa, do you like me?"

  "Huh?" Elsa was taken aback by Catherine's question.

  She seems not quite understand what Catherine means.

  "Elsa, was that just a confession?"

  Catherine stood up and approached Elsa, their chests pressed together.

  "Ah..."

  Elsa suddenly discovered that her tone just now... seemed to have a slight ambiguity.

  "I... I don't know."

  Elsa shook her head.

  "And besides, even if it's true......this is also wrong, how can a girl like another girl?"

  Indeed, at that time, although there was a hippie movement, in mainstream society, homosexuality was also despised, and some states even stipulated that homosexuality was illegal.

  At this time, in such an atmosphere, Elsa remained silent.

  "Just don't let others know."

  Catherine hugged Elsa.

  Although Catherine likes girls, her relationship with her partners is more of a friendship than romance. Their playful interactions, although accompanied by some not-so-harmonious content, are also not romantic.

  Homosexuality is after all a minority, for women, apart from certain groups who have had special emotional experiences, only a small number of people are born to like girls.

  "I just think men are terrifying. I hate them..." The two people's breaths were intertwined in a mutual gasp.

  "Kate..."

  Elsa suddenly looked at Catherine with a firm gaze.

  "Uh-huh, I'm listening."

  "I like you," she said. "At first, I was afraid of you because the mistress told me that you were a naughty girl. But later, I found out that you are actually an outstanding person."

  She took a deep breath and continued in one go: "At that time, I admired you. But gradually... I found out that it seemed like something wasn't quite right... I wanted to be with you, and if we were together, I would feel very happy. My world used to only have gray colors, but when I'm with you, the world seems to become colorful... I have a feeling of fulfillment, Kate. I... I really like you."

  "Alright, let's just drop it now."

  Looking at Elsa's adorable little face that had turned bright red, Catherine realized how cute she was.

  Catherine couldn't help but kiss him back.

  This could be said to be Catherine's first kiss - a real, heartfelt one.

  This is a deep kiss.

  Their tongues intertwined, they entwined each other, and then merged intimately together.

  The warm breath was on both of their cheeks. The breath seemed to carry a hint of alcohol, making the two people indulge in it and unwilling to part ways.

  Unlike her friendship with Hilda and Ida, in Elsa's presence, Catherine had an irrepressible desire to protect the other.

  This feeling is somewhat similar to the last life, but it seems a bit different.

  This is an inner sublimation.

  It's an ideal distant place that people yearn for but is hard to reach.

  Then the two fell onto the bed, stripping off their clothes one by one.

  Their bodies were pressed tightly together, as if they wanted to merge into one.

  Want to be with each other.

  Want to be one body.

  An indescribable feeling.

  It was Catherine who launched the attack first.

  Before this, they had already played games like this several times, so Catherine could be said to be very familiar with Elsa's body.

  "Kate, get rid of it."

  "Which one?"

  "The one down there... I'm yours, always have been, Kate."

  Elsa, who was educated in traditional British etiquette, may have some differences with modern Americans in certain concepts.

  "Perhaps we can make use of Mr. Horn?"

  Catherine smiled.

  "What?! That one?! No way!"

  Elsa's head shook like a rattle drum.

  Catherine also smiled.

  Then they kissed again.

  11:30

  Emma put the finished lunch on the table and then knocked on Catherine's door.

  "Ai'er sha, kai te, chi fan le."

  Translation: "Ailsa, Kate, dinner is ready."

  But after waiting for half a day, some tired voices finally came from inside.

  "Alright."

  Although she said that, it wasn't until half a day later that Catherine came out from inside. She looked very tired and seemed to have lost some strength.

  "Kate, what's wrong?" Emma asked anxiously.

  "There's nothing much," she said, "I just went back to bed and slept some more."

  "And Elsa?" Emma continued to ask.

  "She is still sleeping, maybe a little later."

  Emma nodded: "Kate, I know you take work seriously, but your body is more important."

  After temporarily glossing over it, Emma returned to the dining room, while Catherine also went back to her room.

  Elsa was lying weakly in bed.

  "Maybe next time we should choose a better place."

  Catherine said with humor.

  "Hmm..."

  Elsa seems still in that intense stimulation, and some haven't come back to their senses yet.

  This feeling is like climbing up a mountain slope, slow but when standing at the top of the mountain peak, it's a thorough release and indulgence.

  "Right, Elsa, maybe we can try out that idea from last time?"

  Catherine suddenly burst out laughing.

  That chastity belt?!

  Elsa immediately thought of something Catherine had mentioned before.

  If Mr. Taro is really put in and locked up... won't he die? He definitely will, right?

  Elsa's face turned bright red.

  The teasing had achieved its purpose and Catherine was laughing again.

  "Alright, let's go eat first."