Sybil could barely stand to her feet she was so nervous. She kept her hands on her neck, her elbows back. She moved as gracefully as she could, suprised it all came back so quickly. She felt a bit scared, but more hopeful. She knew that he was a good Master and that any girls he'd chosen would be the kind she could be freinds with.
The smell of the house brought back such memories but a new perfume was here too. Suddenly she was deeply nervous again. What if his new girls didn't like her. What if they hated her. She faultered, he reached out, she righted herself keeping her eyes down and followed.