She looks at me and smiled."May I use the washroom? And I will have that drink now, a cola if you have one."I point to the washroom and go for the col.... Returning, she is sitting on the sofa her legs slightly spread. After handing her the cola, I sit. We chat about various things; my eyes are all over her body. Then my brain registers the scent of her perfume that nearly does me in, it is very similar to Ally's. Rose shifts her body and her skirt slowly rides upward. Rose beckons me to her. On. And we did; Lisa, Mom and we girls had cooked more of anything we thought we would be short on. The guests were going to carry home leftovers for sure.Marcy had bought plenty of those cheap plastic food containers. Three meals of turkey and leftovers were enough. We were going to have to spend extra hours on the gym floor as it was.We had a big guest list and by 11 they were arriving. Some came early to help set everything up. The extra help was nice; it was even better that they did not need. But he had just acted as if nothing were wrong and the anxiety she felt just kept increasing.It had been a long time since she'd been disobedient, she certainly knew better. She'd learned that lesson very quickly. Master was swift and thorough with both punishment and reward. She didn't know why she'd taken such a dislike to Master's friend, she just had. From the moment she met him she couldn't stand him and hoped against hope that Master wouldn't decide to have her put on a show or. " "Thanks old man, can't wait." *The Next day* "Ah you must be Aj. I'm Mr. Fitzgerald, but you can call me Dan. Come on in." Mr. Fitzgerald was a thirty something year old corporate lawyer who had moved into the neighborhood a year and a half ago. My dad told me he was a nice guy from their previous conversations, and so far my dad had been right. I could tell this would be a pretty straightforward job, with a boss who wanted to be my friend more than anything. "Mostly you'll mow the lawn and.