Thessela's Doorway
Part 1
When Thessela arrives the next morning a scarf still hides her neck but she seems much happier and there is a look of anticipation on her face. She goes straight to Ella's desk.
"Will you call Pp this morning Ella?"
"Be patient Thess. Please. I need to be careful how I approach Him. Especially about this. And we are loaded with work and Miss Swishingskirts won't be happy if I am making a personal call."
"Why Miss Swishingskirts Ella?"
"Well haven't you heard the noise when she walks? When those long skirts sway? You can sense that she is trying so hard to walk quietly, as though she will be in trouble if she is heard, but I can always hear her."
"Sorry Ella. I have never really noticed. Are you sure?"
"Oh yes Thess and she reminds me of...". Ella's voice trails off. She cannot tell Thess of that other woman. Tall, skirts slit high and those welts just visible. Across the woman's thighs in front, just beneath her buttocks behind. No. He has told her that the woman deserves her anonymity. She must respect His request.
As she sits at her desk Ella keeps thinking about that scene that plays in her mind. Kneeling at His door with Thess beside her, waiting for Him to open it to her, waiting for Him to open a door for her friend as He has for her.
Ella looks across at Madeleine's office. Their supervisor is on the phone. She will take the risk. Ella picks up her mobile and dials His number. His message. He is on the phone too. Damn! Ella knows that phone is a very private one. She knows that she shouldn't wonder but cannot help it. Who is He talking with?
She dares not leave a message to ask Him to call her back. She will try Him again when she can.
As lunch break approaches Madeleine makes a short announcement to the staff. "I need to go out to a meeting. You all know your jobs, what you need to get done. I will be back at 2:30." Then she hesitates, "no...2 hours for the meeting so it will be 3:00 PM when I get back."
Ella gives her supervisor time to leave the office building then makes a second attempt to call her Master. This time He answers after a couple of rings. "What is it Ella?"
He sounds short and Ella hesitates. "I, I want to ask you a favour Sir."
"I am busy Ella. Call me in two hours." And He ends the call.
Ella's mind rages. Both her Master and her supervisor busy for two hours? No. It can't be. Miss Swishingskirts cannot be the tall woman who wears His welts. Why does that thought plague me?
Ella shakes her head. No! You have already put that idea to bed. A quick lunch and back to work. I can call Him this afternoon.
Ella passes Thessela's desk on her way out to get her lunch. "He has been busy Thess. But be patient. He will be free to talk at 2:30. I will call Him then."
2:30 nags at Ella's mind.
Will Miss Swishingskirts return before 2:30?
What is he doing now, and with whom?
And what does Thessela's doorway have to do with anything?
All will, I'm sure, be revealed