In the Victorian era, ladies of fine breeding aren't supposed to think about lust or passions except as something to be feared. And the Lady of Derronshire Manor was a fine example of a proper woman, until a new groom was hired for her husband's horses. How did she go from keeping her ankles modestly covered to hooking them over a working man's shoulders with her petticoats hiked up to her waist. But oh, how can she ever go back?

[Cover: A woman in Victorian dress with her skirts pushed up showing the underskirts and a stocking clad leg hooked around the waist of a shirtless and rough looking young man in the stable. Her top's half undone and dropping dangerously low, one breath away from exposing bare breast.]