Laura felt her neighbor's legs tangle in hers, pressing hard against her velvety thighs as his moist tongue pursued a course under her throat and down...her bare chest to the voluptuous valley between her youthfully firm breasts, and she reveled in his touch. No man had touched her for a month. No lips had tried to caress her breasts as these were doing. She felt him slip the straps of her dress over her snow-white shoulders and pull the top lower until suddenly her quiveringly erect nipples were. There she clipped on my long leash, and, after detaching my chain,led me out of the garage and into the house proper. Through a short passage, and we emerged into one of those enormous Americankitchens, all polished tiles and woodwork; cooking appliances of every descriptiongleaming on tops and counters lining the walls. She led me into a far corner,and up to yet another cage; a wire-mesh one this time, about four and a halffeet long and three feet high and wide. Raising the door with the. It would have been a perfect moment of triumph, but she ended up getting flipped over with him, rather ungracefully throwing herself to the floor. Practicing this move during lessons and performing it in a real battle were very different things.She sat up, momentarily dazed, unaware of the man getting up beside her. He tried to grab her once more, but Alexis’s sword ended his life. He was the last assailant, with the rest bleeding out onto the floor. Alexis crouched down, worriedly checking. "I'm immediately feeling at ease and follow Daisy until we get to a doorthat's labeled Mistress Shelley but it doesn't register any concern inmy mind as I only see Miss Shelley on the door.The door opens, we step in and a beautiful beyond words, tall blondedressed similar to Daisy, steps out from behind a large yet contemporarydesk... think a heavy, clear glass top supporting by a metal pedestalmaking the desktop look like it's floating in air. There's contemporaryartwork on two walls, abstract.