I can’t believe it. She said she talked her family into an early Christmas so she could come and join us. Isn’t it wonderful?”“Okay,” I said... “That still gives us an hour-and-a-half. We can make it. She could have given us a little more warning.”“She didn’t know until she got a flight. She flew standby.”“Well, we’ll be there. Love you, Liss.”“Love you, Tony.”“What’s that about?” Bree asked as I put away my phone.“Whitney managed to get a standby flight and is coming in this afternoon instead of. Didn’t you say your cousins from Abescom were coming?”Arwen nodded. “Yeah. I told my father he could invite family. He and the Wicked were emailing me all day yesterday with updates. But it’s just one night. What’s the big deal?”“How many people do you think can fit in the Noho Star before the fire inspector shuts them down?” Lev asked.Arwen frowned and, with a dawning sense of panic, reached for her own phone. Shortly after getting in from Nepal, she’d had a very jet-lagged conversation with. " She brusquely shoved my head away and strutted off majestically- leaving me completely alone with Master Hart in the dimly lit basement.“Well, this is going to be fun” said Master Hart coldly, surveying me. He was tall and thin, although his vice-like grip on the rope hinted at a lot of muscle, he scared me…. I wasn't sure if I should be doing this- giving myself to a complete stranger... but no matter how unsure I was, how disgusted with myself I was, I couldn’t stop the shivers of. " "Yes sir," I said. I went to the bathroom and brought back a warm wet cloth and preceded clean him. "I like that," he said. "What?" I asked. "You saying 'yes sir' when I give an order," he said. "Yes sir," I said again. He smiled at that. "You know, with all that head you've been giving me, how come your lipstick isn't smeared?" he asked. "Mistress bought me a long wearing brand that only comes off with a special remover," I answered. "Well then, put those sexy red lips back to work and make.