Diana was in the bathroom in front of the mirror applying eye shadow as she spoke on the phone. He could hear her giggling and talking in a very low t...ne but couldn’t hear what she was saying.Joe got right up to the bathroom door and listened to his wife speak. “Are you sure it will work?” she giggled. “How do I use it on him?” She paused to listen to the other person on the phone. “We’ll try it out on him when you come over this week.” Joe kept listening to his wife. “You know how I feel.” She. ”“You’ve got quite a head start on me from what I’m told. I need something in my favour if I’m going to stay in the race, Sally.”“Don’t worry, honey. I’m not the competition. I’ve got a man of my own at home. The cheating bastard doesn’t deserve me but I love him all the same. Your main competition is my husband’s ex-lover and Goyse’s bitch of a wife, Sue. Come on, get your bags and I’ll take you home.”Sally ran us to the apartment that I had the company organize for Julie. It was well. He was flying."Whoa!" he shouted, seeing Amy in the seat next to him. "What the heck is going on?!" Calm down, Spencer!" she hissed through her teeth. "People are trying to sl*ep!" Oh… sorry," he called out to all before sinking into his seat. Only then did he notice that he was wearing some sort of tux. "I'm really confused… the last thing I remember, I was sl*eping over at your apartment while visiting LA." Well, yeah, of course you stayed at my place when you visit… are you ok? I know you. My feet sink into the thick plush carpet. I move soundlessly over to the large oak carved chest of drawers, pulling the smallest compartment open, and look down upon a black lace Basque and thong panties. I’m concerned that wearing these may be taking my Master’s command a little too far, but he did order me to dress as a slut and I shall fulfil his desires. Grinning devilishly, I pull out the Basque, knowing, or should I say hoping, that this may soften his resolve a little. I Slide the Basque.