"Are you serious?" He looked at her and saw her lascivious grin."You are serious!" Bradley was surprised by her antics."I'll tell you what. Let's co...promise. We can pull over and both eat BigMacs and I guarantee I'll work the calories off you when we get to thehotel." Bradley removed her hand from between his thighs.Penelope pouted like a petulant schoolgirl.Bradley didn't mind. He had witnessed Penelope become less uptight andmore communicative as their relationship had blossomed, she was. We attended Daddy like his servants, Mommy wearing her conservative, fifty-housewife garb while I wore one of the short skirts, naughty panties, and low-cut blouses Daddy picked out when we went shopping.I was pouring his coffee when Alice stumbled in, bleary-eyed, her tawny hair a bushy mess in need of combing, wearing a pair of booty shorts and a baby-doll T-shirt, her stand sleep garb. She winced when she sat down at the table, her cheeks reddening as the pain reminded her of her. She haddispensed with the cat collars and instead clipped charm bracelets to hiswrists. Otherwise he was dressed normally. Pale blue bra, silk blouse,short skirt over cotton briefs, hold-up stockings so no suspender beltneeded, and thick heeled strappy shoes."Now go the laundry and pick out all the fragile undies from the washingbasket. You can hand wash them in the tub there." He thought this was alittle unusual as normally they used the gentle cycle on the washingmachine for lingerie. But as. “I’m being stupid.” she sniffed. “I’m so happy!”I took her in my arms and hugged her, and that brought on some sobbing. Women!“I’d better unpack,” she said, with another sniff.“Good idea. I’m going shopping,” I said. “I suggest you go right through the flat, including my bedroom, and look in all the cupboards and drawers. Then you’ll know where everything is.”I thought it best to leave her to gather herself together, but when I returned after two hours, I found her room untouched, and Colette.