She did not answer, so I stripped of my clothes and put on a shirt and sweat pants. As I was putting my things into the drawers Mistress Sami called ...ack and I put the phone on speaker as she requested. Mistress asked me what I was wearing I told her a shirt my sweat pants. Mistress said what about the clamps and I said yes I still have them on. Mistress was not happy I didn’t tell her I still had them on. Mistress said that will be 25 swats on each side and do it now so she could hear. It's Mrs. McCarthur this and Mrs. McCarthur that, like allthe time. It's just too bad, that all of her great qualities clearlydidn't make it down to you, Jezzie," helpfully adds Fawn. "Oh Fawn, dear sweet gentle Fawn, I will miss you, after I have slowlythrottled you for hours and thrown you into that wood chipper."I pretend to strangle Fawn for a second. Hey score one to Fawn. I'llplot my sweet revenge.The sissies with dates are introduced first and they both get theintroduction and then. He liked the way her strawberry blond pony tail bobbed and swayed to the rhythm of her tight little butt as she walked.She always wore dresses, not jeans or pants, he liked to watch her dress sway back and forth as she walked. He had about died when she pulled out the long white cigarette and put it to her lips. He was so afraid of anyone finding out that he liked to watch girls smoke, up until then it had been a voyeristic hobby. If he saw a girl smoking, he would try to watch, he liked the. Some of the wines had been put down nearly a generation ago and were well-aged. Men spoke in hushed tones of vintages of years gone by. The ales and lagers had been brewed from the grains that had been harvested the previous autumn. At the head of the main table sat two empty places, these were the places for Vadervynte, the winter spirit and, Vaderzummi, the spirit of spring and summer. The best of everything was placed on plates of silver as offerings to the whimsical spirits of the seasons..