"So, Damian...if you could just lift those into place. I think I've got them all packed as they should be but I just can't manage them back onto the s...elves."Mrs. Wentworth watch closely as Damian crouched to pick up the first box. "This isn't too bad... pretty light actually. Where does it go?" Maggie directed him to a shelf on the right and stood out of his way while he moved it into place. "And this one," he asked.Maggie bit her lip and studied the wall. "Okay, let's try the bigger box over. “Rough flight?” I asked her, noting that she seemed to be a bit frazzled. It didn’t take away from her beauty, but I could tell she was looking really tired.” No, the flight was fine, just haven’t been getting much rest lately.” I excused myself and quickly returned with a cup of coffee. “I figured you could use some.” Her smile was all the thanks The afternoon’s meetings went fairly quickly, partly due to all the daydreaming I was doing about Liz’s incredible body. “What are your plans for. He was covering himself up, probably semi-erect. "Hands atyour side." I was right!Before he could saying anything else, he quickly found himself gaffed,with "c" cup breast forms adhered to his chest and a cute sports bracovering him up. "Look, Dyvia... I think you got the wrong idea..." Mistress Dyvia please." I don't really." MISRTRESS DYVIA please."With a sigh of resignation, "Mistress Dyvia, I just wanted to exercise,I don't see how this will help." Yavette, it keeps me interested this way.". As usual I followed her to High Street, followed the swaying sensual movement of that glorious bottom. Then I did something stupid, something I hadn't done in all the times I'd been following her. I forgot about the overhanging tree by the fence of the vacant property next door to the fire station."FUCK IT!"The words came out automatically as the impact of the branches sat me on my backside. And it just happened to be my luck that two firemen just happened to be outside of the station next door.