A/N: Hope you are going to like this chapter because I'm runing out of ideas. I hopped to make all the chapters from a different characters, but when I got stuck I had to repeat myself, which is something that I hate doing. However to avoid a total repeating I made this one throught the eyes of Lucy rather than the eyes of the Master.
Christmas dinner- day eleven
Lucy Cole hated Christmas dinner especially at her father's estate with all his friends. Everyone expected that the only daughter of Lord Cole of Tarminster would have to be the perfect mannered and educated hostess. Oh, how she wished that just for once she could do something terrible that would shock all of them. There were times when she fantasied how she would get terribly drunk on the Christmas dinner table and start to flirt with her father's elder friends. Or even have sex with some of their sons right after the dinner on the still unmade table. Of course all these were only fantasies, she would never do it. However much she hated it she was too well educated. The sweet good Lucy that she was, always doing what they expected from her. She went to the best schools, wore the clothes of snob ladies that were twenty years older than her and was always polite if not really bright. If they only knew what she was keeping inside herself, hidden from all around her, but her new boyfriend. A darkness that only her Harry knew about.
She smiled slyly and looked across the table where the new promising politician Harold Saxon was seated. He sent her a dazzling grin that promised her wicked nights and made a hot dangerous fire rage through her. Her father didn't really like that man; Lord Cole hated all this new found rich and young politicians. In his views politicians in high positions should be coming from the old families with a position in the Royal court. She personally found it old fashioned and snobbish. She couldn't wait to drop him the bombshell that she was going out with one of these young new found smart rich politicians.
She send another smile towards Harry Saxon and sneaked her leg a bit leaning slightly further into her chair. Her foot found Harry's led and she started to move it up and down until she reached his groin and put her foot on it. She applied a bit of a pressure until she got a cough from him and smiling she pulled her foot off. Oh yes, she thought this man was so different from her father's usual political and snob friends. With this man she would live out her wicked fantasies while playing the immaculate and perfect mannered young Lady of Trnmister. Lucy decided that this Christmas dinner was worth going through even if because of what was to come later after she was left alone with Harry Saxon.