"You've been a bad, bad girl."At the look on Martin's face, Jacqui's pulse quickened with fear. Or was it more than that? Her dilated nostrils seemed ...o detect a fresh tang of pussy sauce in the air.A sudden, strange feeling of coldness came over Jacqui. Was she getting turned on at the idea that her powerful, masculine nephew was about to spank her bare, defenseless buttocks? At the feel of having her wrists helplessly bound together by a nylon rope?She didn't have much time to think about it.. Bill walked with them through the house and then down to the track. Going into the barn, they found Mistress Elizabeth waiting for them. "Good, Monica, and you have help. Heather is helping Karen suit up, and get settled. For the weigh in at nine, we won't bother with the tail, we'll just have it ready."Edward walked out of another stall and said "Mistress, Karen is prepared."From behind him came Heather. Jennifer smiled at her and waved a little. Heather smiled back and nodded. After competing. But he had told her he knew what she needed and wanted and was prepared to give it to her, but only if she came to him as he directed. Again she had emphatically answered no, but he could read her deep seated restlessness, the craving which had heretofore gone unsatisfied and so even as she denied that she would comply, he knew better.Then tonight he couldn't help smiling as she not only rang his doorbell six minutes early, but stood in the hallway of the apartment house in a pale green blouse,. So you'll surface or you won't, the drive's beyond their reach, and they're cutting their losses." Maybe," she murmured in a voice full of doubt. "I don't know. I can't explain it, really. But I suppose you're right and it's silly for you to keep on hiding. And you're not really hiding, you've been at work three days now and it's been fine. So I guess..."Friday, we agreed. Friday morning I'd check out and take my stuff, leave it in the car for the day, and then go home again that night. I'd be.