Now I always gave to our church and the Angel Tree (a local charity for unfortunate kids, the wife and I always picked presents for the older children...to put underneath the tree. In the time of giving a lot of people love to get the real young kids gifts but the older ones can be left out.) So as we reflected on those less fortunate we thanked God for our blessings and headed to a night of not much sleep. We always tried to beat the kids up and when you have kids so excited they seem to get up. Disasters never wait for a good time tocome though," Lidia considered out loud."We will find out soon enough if my reasons were convincing," Ireplied, indicating to our Etiquette class."Let's hope for the best," she added before we walked into class.I noticed right away the chairs were all against the walls again, themiddle of the room bare. I could have sworn my feet groaned at theidea of another day of dancing, but I would push through. Lidia nudgedme and gave me a head jerk to her right. . We both said simultaneously that this was going to be too much fun. Once we were done giggling like school girls, Jacky introduced me to Heather, the owner of the shop. Heather was about our age and an attractive woman with short dark hair and about 5’10’’ with her black two inch heels. She was rather conservatively dressed for such an establishment wearing a knee-length black skirt and a white blouse buttoned up all the way. Heather went over the services that they offered and suggested that. Master Jim then patted her ass and sent her to the kitchen to begin cleaning up. A short time later, Master Jim called her back to the dinning room. Master Jim had his slave remove her French Maid's outfit and bend over the table. Her pussy and asshole were thus presented to all present. Master Jim gently patted slave Connie's ass and said. “Any man who wishes to may use this slave's pussy or ass are free to do so. Ladies, you may present your pussy to this slave for a thorough cleaning..