They explained that since they were now working nights, day time meetings were best. That worked best for me as well. We all got up to leave and walke... to the parking lot together. Before parting, they assured me they would be in touch soon.About a week later Jim called. "So? Did I pass the audition?" I asked, laughing."Yes, indeed," he told me. "Rita liked you a lot and we want to know if you wanted to get together to have fun."We set up a meeting for the following Wednesday at their home at. Obviously that wasn't accidental. Maria's was green, Terry's was amber and Sandy's was red.On a stool next to Maria were skirts, bras of varying material, blouses and various panties, thongs and G-strings that matched the bras. There was two yellow and two purple of each garment. On another stool next to Sandy sat garments for guys. Boxer briefs, jockeys, Y-fronts and regulation short-sleeved shirts. As with the girl's clothes there were two yellow and two purple for each garment. In addition. . or... no... Julia?”“Master... I didn’t mean...”A stinging slap on Julia’s bottom... and then another.“Yes or no, Julia?”“Yes... Master... I suppose... a little... yes, Master...”“Uh-uh. And what happens to a slave who lies, Julia?”“She... she is p-punished, Master.”“So now you will be punished by me, Julia. For the very first time. By me personally, that is. But not, I am sure, for the last time.”Julia’s throat worked; she was trembling violently. She had always known and dreaded this moment.. "Why aren't you over at the Danieli like I told you?" Kiss my ass," she yells. I'm at a disadvantage, being naked.Schlemile advances on her. Grabs her arm, twists it up behind her back. I'm getting pissed off. Then it comes to me ... the dagger! I rummage in the wooden chest and my hand closes on the hilt of the dagger."Let her go, you son of a bitch!" I'm yelling. I hold the dagger out in front where he can see it."Knife, huh?" he snarls. "We Venetians know about knives." You're not a.