Annie and the Young Master

By Bekki Lynn

Banished from her home, Lillian Basford picked herself up and set out to start a new life. When Samuel Wadkins came along and gave her a real-life taste of what her dreams with him had teased her with, she became torn between her life as it was and what it’d now become. [historical fairy tale - rewrite of an old English Tale, Cap 'o Rushes]

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bekki Lynn
• Release date: Aug 1, 2010
• ISBN: 9781452436364

Bekki Lynn

I, Rebecca Lynn Davis, am the CEO behind authors Bekki Lynn and Rena Kalb. I live in Illinois around my growing family and friends. By growing, I mean grandchildren and many second and third cousins. I have three beautiful granddaughters and two handsome grandson. I have so much fun with them! My backyard is split into multiple sections: a play area for them, a garden and greenhouse area, two ponds and waterfall split with a bridge my husband and youngest son built for me. The west pond is my frog habitat. And to the south of ponds is small patio. Back behind the waterfall is a Toad habitat. Beyond that is our back patio and fire pit. We had to or make changes every Spring. It's our sanctuary.I began writing in high school and the need to continue never waned. Starting with poetry and what I guess would be considered fan fiction today, I moved onto romance and women's lit. In 2007 seven, I learned, due to the nature of the sexual content in my books, I was writing erotic romance. The things you learn as you grow.My first published book was A Psychic Hitch, the first in the Servin' It Up series. It was contracted thirteen months after I wrote it in December of 2006 after a grueling NANO month. Book two, Last Glass of Wine, was written in 2007 and followed book one into the published world in 2008 a couple months after book one. Book three is written and book four is in progress. In 2009, my third book 'Jewel of the Sun's BLOOD DESTINY' and a few novellas were published.Obviously, Bekki Lynn, comes from my name, but Rena came from researching my great grandmother who was Blackfoot. I was reading about a Blackfoot family and they had a daughter named Rena, very pretty. Kalb is my paternal grandmother's maiden name. I'm heavy into genealogy.Now, for a downer.There are things I would like you to know since it does affect my daily life and my writing life - mostly the blogging, Facebook time, and joining in group conversations. I worry about offending anyone or going off the wrong side of what's normal for me as I did in 2008, before I was diagnosed in 2012. I have GAD (generalized anxiety disorder - I've been told I was probably born with it), Dysthmic Disorder, ADD, Panic Disorder, Chronic Fatigue, Chronic Insomnia, Sleep Apnea, Chronic Headaches & Migraines, and PTSD along with physical ailments as a result of the treatment for Triple Negative Breast Cancer and other issues in 2011/2012. I go through periods where I shut myself off from the world and it can last a week or a month. Along with medication, I've learned to recognize the warning signs. I don't want anyone to think I'm not serious with my writing. Or worse, think I'm not interested in socializing.What am I working on right now, besides my new website? Check out my blog (which is attached to my website) for updates. I have some goodies coming your way from both Bekki and Rena.See you soon!Rebecca

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ANNIE AND THE YOUNG MASTER

BY

BEKKI LYNN

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This is a work of fiction. All characters participating in sexual acts are over the age of eighteen. Names, characters, places and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

Published by Bekki Lynn at Smashwords

First Independent Publication

Revised Edition

Original version published April 2010 within the Happy Ever After Anthology published by eXcessica

Cover Design by Bekki Lynn

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Copyright 2010 Bekki Lynn

Chapter One

Devastated, Lillian Basford stared at the whitewashed door. She tried the knob, but the door wouldn’t open. She banged on it. Father, let me in! Tell me how I wronged! No one came to let her inside.

Saddened, she walked down the path a ways from the house. Veering off, she went into the garden her mother had loved so much. Lillian sat on a bench for what seemed like hours, wondering why her words angered her father. Didn’t he understand her love was the highest of all his daughters?

She looked around, but no one came for her. The sun was going down and the early summer evening air started to cool. Surely, she wouldn’t be left out in the night. Gazing upward, stars appeared one-by-one in the darkening sky and tears streamed down her cheeks. Mama, help me see my wrong, she prayed.

Uncontrolled sobs burst from her as she lie with her arms wrapped around her. Soon the night closed in around her and she closed her eyes with hopes of hearing footsteps approach. Maybe one of her sisters would sneak from the house and bring her in.

Miss Lillian, Miss Lillian, a lilting voice came to her.

Opening her eyes, she saw Celia, a servant, standing over her. She must have fallen asleep for her not to hear the woman approach. Lillian sat up asking, My father wishes to see me?

No, miss. He wishes me to show you to the gate before it’s bolted.

But…Celia, what have I done?

I don’t know, it’s his orders.

Lillian nodded then followed the woman to the gate. With a glance back at the house, she asked, What am I supposed to do? Where am I to go?

I do not know. Get on now.

She walked through the entrance to the house, fear welling up in her when she heard the bolt of the gate behind her. Daring one more question, she asked, May I have a cloak, something to keep me warm?

I’m to give you nothing, she replied then headed back to the house.

Trudging along the dirt road, her eyes darted around with