“You mean you’ve graduated from just the pictures? I thought that if a picture wasn’t on three pages and didn’t have staples in one of the fol...s, you couldn’t understand even those!”“Quiet, woman, or I’ll put my staple in one of your folds!” Ted retorted. There was a sound of giggles from both girls, both from the sarcastic conversation, and from envisioning Ted’s “stapler” in their minds.“Seriously though, Marsha, just how did you have in mind to orchestrate this little cum-paint party?” Brian. He found it overly familiar that thegirl was wearing it and talking to him in such a teasing fashion"I guess she's kind of cute if you like a plumper but Captain of TheFootball team who's she kidding?" he thought.As Daniel became fully aware that he was completely nude, he attemptedto cover himself. Finding that his limbs were securely strapped to thebed scared him.Felicity smirked at his struggles. "Don't fuss Dolly, I've read yourcase file from your loving Nanny and you're just strapped down. She noticed and gave a naughty smile. After jogging she asked me to accompany her to her house. Day by day we were getting closure. She was enjoying my company.Oh I forgot to tell her name to you, let’s call her shruti.One day after jogging shruti old me that she is very upset. I asked the reason and she said that she don’t want to leave a friend like me. She told me that they are going to Bangalore as her husband found a good job there. Her husband was going to bnglr for 3 days and she wanted. I always relish the feel of cold rubber against my skin and the first touch of this apron in the morning is one of my small pleasures. The front of the apron has two shaped ‘domes’ (for want of a better word) into which I nestle my breasts. Mistress remains upstairs and applies her make up for the day and at about 08.30 she arrives in the dining room and I divest myself of the apron and serve her breakfast. By 09.00 I am once more wearing the apron and preparing lunch for Mistress to take to.