Put the high heels on and then stand up.” Mathew put the small blue ball gag in her mouth and fastened it around her head. He knew she hated it, but...it was probably for the best, at least for awhile. Once Mathew completed the outfit with a blindfold, attached her leash to her collar and cuffed her hands behind her back, it was time for more pictures. She was so hot. So beautiful. So Jamie. Mathew put the handles of the small black bag in her hands and told her to carry it. “Come on, Jamie. It’s. Jill didn’t seem to notice that this was no sad good-bye on his part.As he drove back to his condo he was thinking that the encounters he had with women last time were going to be difficult to repeat. Pat Morrison had rented out her unit so she was gone and presumably back in Washington. Even if she was here her husband would also be here so that was a no go. He had phoned Emily Walker and asked her out to dinner but she politely refused his invitation saying she was seeing someone and it was. As they were marched towards the large, dirty, smelly factory, Clara bent over slightly and whispered into Me's ear, "Whatever it is, it doesn't look like it's doing the swamp much good." It's not," Me agreed, "I guess that it'll drain the planet dry in less than a century." But what about your restaurant?" Clara wondered."No planet, no restaurant," Me said with a shrug of her shoulders. "Time is always changing," she warned."I knew that after travelling with the Doctor," Clara said, "But how. I had seen Paula put on her stockings often enough to know I needed toroll them on before pulling them up carefully with my thumbs inside andfingers outside to avoid putting a ladder in them."It was strange," I thought as unpacked my tights from the packet,removed the cardboard from inside them and then rolled my tights up mylegs "how these net stockings made you feel warmer despite the holes inthem."I stepped into the 3 inch heel pumps Paula had left for me and practisedwalking around our room.