As I sat in front my computer, looking over a spreadsheet my mind started to wander. I pictured Jasmine and I on a beach in Barcelona, sipping margari...as and taking in the sun. Not sure why I pictured that but since Jasmine was topless in my fantasy I didn't question it."Hey Josh."The sound of someone calling my name whisked me back to reality. I looked up and saw Jasmine standing at the doorway. She was dressed in black skirt and a white top. She had her hair pinned up by two. The dress hugged his shapelybody beautifully. Satisfied with his new look, she was tying his cross-back apron around his reduced waist when the doorbell rang."That will be Heather," she said, adjusting the bow. "Go and invite herin. You may address her as Ms. Anderson." Yes, Mistress Tate," he said, without much enthusiasm."GO!" she said impatiently, swatting his ass, and he hurried off toanswer the front door, his new dress swaying attractively, his highheels clicking on the hallway tiles as. After long she arrived. She was on scooty and she parked the same in the compound of the temple. She was wearing salwar-kameez and her full face was covered with dupatta so no one can recognize her. She came near my car. Just had view of the surroundings to ensure that no one sees her. And quickly opened the back door of the car which I had kept open for her and boarded.I as in the backside of the car so I could see that she had removed dupatta from her face and she was doing her final touch up. ”“Ah. So how are you going to carry the gold back for the Precognition Skill Gem?” I asked. “I don’t see a dimensional storage ring, or something similar.”She pointed to the top of her head, where a jeweled pin was holding her hair up. “I use a hairpin rather than a ring or bracelet. It can easily store that entire stack of gold and have a lot of room left over.”She held her hand out and the familiar orange of a Legendary Skill Gem appeared in her palm.“Here you are. If I am not mistaken, seven.