I heard the door unlocking. A male slave came in, opened the window, and left, leaving the shed door open. The temperature dropped fast now, 120... 11...... 110... 100... 90... 85... I was feeling a little chilly when Mistress Andrea walked into the shed. She was still wearing her bikini, and she had a tall glass of ice tea in her hand. "Are you feeling more sensitive now, slave B?" she demanded to know,I tried to answer, but I couldn't. I made the effort and nodded my head yes."Good. I'll bet. " She took a long drink of lemonade. While her head was tilted back, Ethan stared at her chest. The tiny pieces of pink fabric barely covered her nipples and the strings cut into her soft flesh. His penis twitched and grew harder. It had to be pushing out the front of his shorts, but he didn’t care. Mrs. Thorn set her glass down. Her eyes glanced down to his shorts. "Would you do me a favor?" she said. "Sure." She handed him the bottle of cocoa butter lotion. "Would you put lotion on my back?". Another trip to the suitcase brought forth a pair of black patent knee-high boots similar to those Claire was wearing............ but these hadstilettos that were a staggering 6" tall! I sat on the edge of a chairand put them on as ordered. Whilst I was confident - and comfortable -in 5" heels that extra inch was scary. I could stand and walk but feltquite precarious. Feeling slightly wobbly atop those skyscrapers Iwatched as Claire strapped thick leather cuffs around each of my wristsand. " He gestured again. "I did not put them there." Joe, we came back to tell you what happened, and to apologize," added Meiersdottir. "There was an accident." She pointed to the lander. "As you see."Another hesitation. Then, in unison, the natives encircling them turned and retreated back into the overgrowth. Igwanda was also pleased to notice that Joe's and Akakha's eyes had receded to nearly normal size."That's better," she said. "Carlos?" Catching her meaning, he ostentatiously shrugged out.