I took a long look at Mia's older sister. Ana was a little more than a year older than me and with the exception of color—hair, eye, and skin—she ...as as different from Mia as it was possible to be.Ana's physique matched her mother's. Her legs were long but a little less defined than Shelly's. She wore a pair of capris and white polo shirt that showed that she had very little curve in her boyish figure and very small breasts, even smaller than Shelly's. Her hair was the spitting image of. I was going to put you in this cage, but I think it’s too big; you’ll just fall out of it, or stick out between the bars. We’ll have to use the plastic one – the littlest plastic one – not the average sized one. There. Doesn’t that look nice? I’ll be going out with the girls tonight. I think I might just pick up some hunk and get laid. I’m a little horny, and we both know you can’t help that, can you? Your tongue? Your tongue?? Your pathetic little tongue isn’t any better than your dicklet. No,. She said this in the same assertive voice she had used in my office yesterday. As my client she was all too aware that she was also my employer.“Do yah usually cook yahr own evenin’ meal when you get home, or do yah have a house-keeper who does that small service for yah?”“I live in a lodging house, Miss la Mare, my landlady has a number of guests and prepares a daily evening dinner for all her tenants, plus a cooked breakfast on Saturdays and Sundays.”“What did you eat last night, may I ask?”. I am skipping over an hour long conversation, but the end result was that she had just been feeling insecure, and felt stupid for having thought I was trying to steal her husband. She said that deep down that she knew better. She must have hugged and apologized to me 50 times! She is such a good friend that I felt bad that she had felt that way even for a second because of me. But like I said, we worked it all out.So, after our hour long conversation and our mutual apologies she smiled and.