My painting was quickly forgotten. Rick said he was going out to play some ball. Ford looked at the girls lost in their own world and said he’d go, ...oo. I don’t think Ford had ever played anything that wasn’t on a computer. I waved them on.I stood at the easel and let the scene take shape before my eyes. There was a lot of giggling and comparing. Eventually, they settled into the serious business of painting nails and talking softly.Kelly was sitting on the arm of the sofa with a towel under. As She came closer I braced myself as her facial features wereso pure and smooth that they hit me like a sweep of angelic wings. ?I am so very happy to finally meet you Mistress.? I had finally won the battlewith speechlessness and attempted a reply. She came close, using her greeneyes to bore deeply into my soul. She held me with her eyes for but a moment,and then a slight grin spread over her curved ruby lips. She sat down in thelarge cushioned chair without another word. After She sat. “He kind of showed up like a stray cat and started hanging around. He loves cars and I'm teaching him what I know, but who knows what's going to happen when I'm not around.” “It's interesting how people find each other.” I glanced at Carla and I thought about how we had found each other two days ago and now we were on the run with the police after me. She looked at me and I wondered if she was thinking the same thing. “Yeah, it's interesting how life happens.” Jim said, exhaling smoke through. Faster. Good. Watch the figure. See it rising? One hundred. One ten. One twenty. Good."She was showing signs of getting short of breath."Slow a little now. Keep under one thirty, but over one twenty, okay? Doing good there."The figure dipped below one twenty and he took a handful of her buttock. "Come on, Zero Seven, step out a bit." She'd speeded up when she felt his hand on her anyway and glanced round a puzzled expression on her face, but stumbled. "Concentrate. Never mind me."She struggled.