Lady Dark Angel’s gardener is on his knees weeding out and tidying up the overgrowth that had obscured a wooden bench in the garden. He seems a little unsure about some of the bramble when Lady Dark Angel appears in a tight white sleeveless summer top and tight blue jeans with dressage whip in hand, inquiring what the man had been doing. The lady is not pleased. The bench under the overgrown weeds was where she had hoped to sit so she orders the man to place his body by the tree opposite, hugging it as she narrates her expectations to him. She swishes her dressage whip, its shaft and sharp ... Show more