My knuckles hit the cold wood three times. I waited, not very patiently, hearing your footsteps grow closer. The door swung open, and we took each oth...r in. I wore black stockings that trailed along the olive skin of my legs into the high heels that I knew would make you salivate. The heels highlighted my calves as I leaned against the threshold, and your eyes played slowly along my legs, starting from my ankle, and traveling slowly upwards. Soon you reached the edge of my dress, which was. I can't ask you to make any plans until I get this figured out. I know what I feel for you. What I don't know is what I'll feel... out there. It isn't fair to either of us to leave that question unanswered." What if I still lust after my father?" asked Jane."You already decided a long time ago that nothing will come of that," said Roger."Can't you just decide that nothing will ever happen with any young girl?" asked Jane."I don't care if, while we're making love, you think of your father," he. G. no padding, with the centers of the wrist holes about 4 inches above the center of the neck hole, and with them spread as far apart as I could manage. It very quickly passed beyond being merely uncomfortable to truly painful, and more so with each passing minute. I said as much to my Mistress, and was rewarded for my insolence with 20 brutal, and extremely painful strokes across my now bare ass with a very wet bamboo cane that she had been soaking for just such a purpose. Most of the. Walking nearly without a limp, I went to the adjacent bathroom. After that, I went downstairs. Steven wasn't there. He had left a note on the kitchen table. It said that the front axle is broken but he knows someone who can repair my car. It said also that he had prepared breakfast for me and that he hoped I would like it. I did really like it.I decided to take a walk. The air was cool and pleasant. In the distance, I saw that the car wasn't where I had left it. There were weeds everywhere..