"Good to see you too, Lucy," replied the visitor.The two women were very close together and both wanted to embrace and maybe kiss the other but neithe... moved because they were both unsure as to what the other was thinking."Henry will be out for at least two hours but I would like to get on with it if you don't mind," said Lucy."Yes, yes that is fine," replied Mary who then found herself looking at the female bottom, currently in a tight skirt, that she would soon be caning."In here," said Lucy. " God, promise me it's true." Harold gasped, his hand going a mile a minute."It's true, baby. Just a little more than a week from now. Think about it." I miss you so much," he said."I know. I miss you too. Just keep up your good work with our wayward daughter, and I promise you I'll show you how much I appreciate all you're doing. Good-night, and know that I'm wet for you right now."Harold could barely gasp out his own goodnight, as he filled a fist full of tissues.Harold was watching for her,. Her reddened lips curved around the thin lip of a crystal glass, letting the wine touch her tongue before swallowing it down. ‘Mistress? He’s here.’ Withers gasped when he recognized the woman who cast dark eyes on him. ‘Hello, Withers.’ ‘Cassia!’ ‘Are you hungry?’ Withers sat, his eyes still locked onto her. ‘Cassia, I don’t understand.’ ‘There’s nothing to understand. The answer is either yes or no. Are you hungry?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Good. Cook, will you serve us?’ The meal was quite possibly the best. Another blastof hot wind greeted this newcomer to the outside world by tousling hishair. He squinted in the bright sun, his eyesadjusting slowly to the outside light. He walked around to the trunk andunstrapped the bunjee cord that held in the three huge sleeping bags.After digging through the duffels and unfolded clothes haphazardly piledin true guy fashion, he found a small box of mismatched tools, which hebrought to Kevin who muttered a quick "thanks" and went to work. Deanhelped him by.