" Will the beatings stop?" asked Patty."If the plans works, yes", replied Sharon. "Also, please keep thisamong ourselves."An hour later Michelle calle...."Jamie won't be able to make it until Thursday afternoon," Michelletold Leslie. "Will I have to be there?" No, the less you know about all of this the better," replied Leslie."But if Jamie asks you to come, do."Patty arrived at the WHC an hour before Jamie, who spent this hour withLeslie, Sharon and Chris explaining what they wanted from. “Good, then I’ll continue. You married Annie Lee eight years ago, when you’d only known her for four months. Her father had gone near bankrupt when she was a kid, so of course she worried about money, and she was worried you’d not be able to support the kids she wanted you to have together.” “You don’t know nothing. You don’t know the greedy bitch!” “Sure she was greedy, and she was vain, but a lot of people are today. So when Ed Pascoe came along, sure she was impressed. But she didn’t leave. The lights were turned down low all Tiffany could see were basic outlinesin the shadows, as her eyes adjusted she saw her mistress standing in thecenter of the room. She was wearing a tight black leather corset with ashort pleated black leather skirt. Garters peeked out from underneathwhat existed of the skirt attached to black thigh high stockings. Theoutfit was completed with knee high black leather boots and a riding cropin her hand. Tiffany was so floored by the beauty of her mistress. He wore a long, flowing negligee, which ended just abovehis high-heeled slippers with bows on the ends of them. Lorrainethought he must have been rather new to all this, judging by the way hehad difficulty negotiating in his high heels. His arms were behind hisback, bent at the elbows and strapped together around the forearms. Hewas not wearing a wig, as his own hair was a little on the longishside, and already somewhat disheveled. There were two women leadinghim, both clad in khaki shorts.