So I would go as a vicar and she would be a tart. She left for work that morning still looking troubled, the party was a week away.That night in bed s...e turned to me looking worried again, "My boss has been talking about nothing but the party all day." Well, I suppose he's looking forward to letting his hair down. Maybe he's had a tough year?" I suggested."Yeah maybe." She turned over leaving something unsaid, I know my wife and know when she's holding something back but I left it as I needed. "Should you pass the test this weekend, you may be offered a position here. Consider your options well, before you accept. Our contracts are life time ones. Only our deaths or that of the Mistress will release us." Maria finished with a smile."You do not look unhappy with your situation or employment," Lara commented."Our salaries are unneeded, our work and our world is now within the walls of this estate. I am able to give my son an education in Argentina. He attends an expensive boy's. My hair, by this time was very long. As I applied the last coat of CandyApple Red polish to Mother's toes, my naturally wavy (I had not beenallowed to perm or set my hair until the WOT) locks fell across my eyesand I pushed the waves back in a feminine manner and looked to see Motherwith a smile on her face like there had never been before. I knew that Ihad passed the Beauty School Exam with an A-plus!Almost three months have now gone by in the PTP. Beauty School has beenmastered to Mother's. Part of him regretted doing what he did. He hadn’t been this reckless since he was Toni’s age. What if she got pregnant? What if she had some sort of disease?He massaged his eyes and sighed. Then again, something that tasted that sweet couldn’t possibly be carrying anything. Maybe he could go back for more, or invite her for a little extra in his cab. Had it been so long that he wanted to bury himself in the first woman who gave him good head?‘Shit.’ He glanced over his shoulder. Maybe if he.