Although he didn't need to, he put his stockings, suspenders and panties back on and locked the little padlock shut. I left him to finish getting dres...ed and went to cook us some dinner. I was quizzical as to why he had chosen to put his stockings back on even though he didn't have to and thought that maybe things were moving the direction that I wanted them to of their own accord.Over the coming weeks I made more of a fuss of him when he was wearing stockings by giving him hand jobs, blow jobs. As soon as I knew we were all together I jumped everyone through to a spot about 20 feet in front of the pad, between the pad and the picnic area."Welcome to Meadow!" I said to everyone. "We'll do the introductions in a minute, but let me get that container here first."I reached out and jumped the container through, with the doors facing us and settled it onto the surface of the pad."Who's been handling the power to the container?" I asked the crowd.Sheb and the man I'd spotted earlier came. My bridereached down and patted me on the top of the head, saying, "Good job,Miley. You'll be doing that very very often."I said in a soft girlish voice, "Whatever you want. I will keep youvery satisfied." I know you will. But what about your needs? I know that when you usedto be allowed to have sex with me, once you were through, you becamelistless and disinterested. It was always days before you were readyagain. So what I've been thinking is that, if you don't finish toooften... or. " She twirled in it, just like model posing for a shoot. "Apparently there's room for advancement in his family for underlings willing to do in their own boss who was skimming off the side." So she had killed Frank. "And now, Frank's whole operation, and all the young woman in his outfit," she said pausing for effect, then pointed at herself, "work for me. As well as few guys for hired muscle. Isn't that great." Terrific, I thought. "Don't worry though," she said slowly stalking.