Only a gentle breeze whispered in the canopy.The priestesses stalked towards them.“Stay back!” Zakarias said as he pointed the torch at Fiona.She ...miled and moved it aside. “No need for violence. Take off your mask and let’s reason with one another.”Fiona reached for his face, but he jerked his head back.Jana pulled Miranda’s mask down and brushed her cheek with her fingertip.The woman sighed at her touch.Zakarias yanked Miranda away.“Do you really think you can fight the effect of the Eros. But she said she felt practically naked with her new thong. The local black men were getting quite an eyeful of Ana as she walked by.She complained because all those men were staring at her body.I told her just ignore them. My wife was the sexiest woman at the beach; although other wives were going naked.After a full hour in the sun I suggested we go up to the bar for a drink. When we arrived at the little hut we sat down and ordered a beer.All black men were gazing at my sexy wife, dressed. Emma started to reply, but cut herself off when another woman entered the room."We're about to start the ceremony," she announced.Linda stood up, and looked around."What is it?" Emma asked.Linda made hand gestures around her face, "I'm looking for a mirror. I wanted to freshen up a bit." Mistress doesn't like mirrors," Emma said matter of factly.The two followed the woman. In her short time in the Penthouse, Linda had picked up some of the vernacular: A "party" was a gathering of Mistress'. Brown for a few minutes and held out my basket asking in the sweetest voice I could if I could have a few of his apples. Of course, with a large smile he said I could and to be sure to take as many as I'd like.I never took more than I planned to eat that week. Anymore than that would be a waste and besides Mr. Brown had to make a living and if I was taking all that I could each time then who knows what exactly would happen to the orchard.I made my way down to my favorite spot at the southern.