She seemed to realize this and righted herself and pulled at her tight panties a bit (I guess she had wedgies). She flushed a little and looked at me ...ith her eyes wide, knowing what I must be thinking. She giggled and then smiled at me, then, clearly embarrassed, went to put her young son to bed. I went into the living room to watch TV, as no one was home she came and sat with me. I was still fantasizing about her, imaging how good she would be. She started asking me about my week the paused. I looked at him again and said “ I am not your mother, you can do what ever it is that you wanna do, and I will not stop you from smoking I just didn’t know you smoked”. And with that said he pulled out a cigarette from the pack, put it between his hot lips. He pulled a Zippo from his blue jeans pocket, opened the lid, struck it on his jeans, it lit he looked at me and put the flame of the Zippo to the Red and lit it. This was just to much for me to handle he looked so HOT my god, he just. With the sun still out, they headed west and drove through Red Rock Canyon, stopping at the visitor's center and at a couple of other places to take some pictures.Marissa watched Alan playing with his new camera and it made her feel good that she had found something for him that he really liked. After a zillion pictures and a couple of chincy t-shirts from the gift shop, they went back to the hotel.They took a quick shower, washed off the oily suntan lotion and cleaned up for dinner. Marissa. ‘Sleep now, Lena. You will remember all my commands when you wake up.’ ‘Yes, Master.’ ‘And wear the boots to work tomorrow.’ ‘Yes, Master. The boots.’ These boots were ridiculous. She’d been in them all day now. Alone in her office, why couldn’t she take them off? She shuddered as she remembered the subtle leers from Billy and Luis as they watched her walk away from them after that last failed confrontation. But could anything else be expected? Perhaps not in these boots which seemed to make.