Sarah let me borrow anecklace that looked nice with my dress. I worked extra hard on my hairand make-up. I was really pleased with how I looked.I had ...ust finished setting the dining room table (for three becauseSarah was joining us) when the door bell rang. I was excited that mysister was here. I ran to the door as quickly as I could in my highheels. I opened the door and there was Caitlin, dressed smartly inblack wool pants and black boots and a cropped tan lambskin jacket overa crisp white. Warren told me six months ago that Anya and Gennadi were your idols. And I know them, because they work out of my rink and choreographed some stuff for me."Warren stared at her. "This was a set-up!" Uh-huh." Liz grinned. "Chris, Jack, and Anya and Gennadi were all in on it." We're just innocent bystanders," Renee Miller smiled."Right!"Warren looked at Liz, and then at Anya. "You know, we promised each other we were not going to hero-worship today. And, we were doing a good job of it. Heck, I. "I want your elbows on the floor." I did as she instructed,my elbows and forearms flat on the floor above my head, my knees on the floor with legs slightly spread. She reached around my waist, unbuttoning my slacks so she could expose my ass and upper thighs. "How about we insert the next size butt plug?" "Yes, Mistress! Please!" I exclaimed enthusiastically in response. She pulled a box out from under the massage table, opened it, and grabbed the plug. It was about four and a half inches long. It was taking longer everyday for the cold to burn off it seemed. I shivered when I walked to the car.I was halfway home, when I answered the phone. "Miss Porter, it's Bob your attorney." You are my attorney, if you are any good, and you are around when I need you. From now on Bob, let your receptionist know right where you are. Checking back with the office now and then is not going to be good enough. Go out and do your business that's find, but let her know where you are." I'm sorry, we are.