Keira offered to make breakfast by herself, shooing Amber and I out on the patio to sit. A few minutes later, I heard Keira crying in the kitchen. Amb...r looked at me with a worried look on her face. I went in to the kitchen to see what was wrong with Keira. She was standing by the center island, her hands on the counter, tears flowing down her face when I walked up behind her. "What is bothering you, Keira?" I whispered as I took her in my arms. "Bill, I miss Jerry real bad. I was cooking. It was okay, but it had the draw-back of making the guys a little frisky. Not that she minded the extra attention, but all those hormones could be an awkward distraction, when you had a deadline. Twinkle Toes put her feet up and sipped the spicy claret and she was warmed up in no time. The warmth soon emanated down to her feet, which were clad in her regulation red ankle boots and she felt a lovely warm glow. All too soon it was time to get up and get back to sorting presents. The big man. The room was empty, except for herself and one other person. Penny was at the back of the room, kneeling. She had been bathed, and could feel that her hair had been tended to. At the front of the room, on the stage, was Mistress, sitting in a large, throne-like chair. The room was filled with candles, and the walls of the room were covered in mirrors so that no matter where she looked, Penny would see Mistress, sitting atop her throne, her dominant beauty radiating out of her.Penny gasped as. John looked me in the eyes with a wide smile, lifted his hand up stretched it till it was over my thigh but not touching it about a fracture of an inch high, he looked at his hand, my thigh then back at my eyes smiling and asking “May I feel them?”Without thinking twice I nodded smiling and saying “Sure, go ahead Sir?”He felt my thigh, rubbing his hand softly over it up and down, closing his eyes making hums and sounds saying “wow John, this feels like a truly genuine silk, she is the prettiest.