I hoped it was only temporary.Our attackers were all retreating. Umberto let go with another volley of fire and I saw where it hit. He was finding the...range.There were four men, now, in my field of vision, all running at top speed away from us. Man, Brenda DiQuinzio was hell on wheels with that gun! She was a natural! One of the motherfuckers stumbled, but he didn't go down. He was a lucky bastard, if he'd just been grazed by the kind of shells we were firing! All four men dived into a waiting. A touch oflipstick and she said we were ready to go.In Mistresses' new Lexus we headed out. We stopped first in a stripcenter with a high end lingerie shop, as Miss Maddy explained that Ireally needed a bra before I could shop for outerwear. There were a fewcustomers in the shop as we entered and I gasped in awe at all thepretty and sexy clothing all around me. We went to the brassiere sectionand the older saleslady asked Mistress if she would like some assistanceselecting something. Pointing. The corn was on the plates. The butter, sour cream, salt and pepper were on the table. I had them each carry out a plate to the grill where I served them steak and potatoes. Darcy was kind enough to bring my plate, so after I filled it, I shut down the grill and followed her in. We all sat around the table.I said, "This is like a family meal. Everyone enjoy."I did get up and pull out a couple of bottles of Cabernet. I offered it up but only Tiffany and Darcy wanted any besides me. By the time I. He was definitely checking out her ass.A naughty thought popped into Jillian’s head, and while she tried to ignore it, it quickly grew.She’d gotten away with it yesterday ... why not?After all, she was a strong woman. A strong, powerful woman. She had the power to control men, to control their reactions. It would be an act of rebellion, an act that showed what a strong, powerful woman she was.And besides ... she wanted to.Following your desires. Wasn’t that what strong, powerful woman.