It was probably my last chance. I hitched her skirt up and lifted her tight- and bare- behind onto the drier."Aren't." She crossed her arms over her b...easts, which wasn't where I was headed anyway."Are." I tried to undo my fly as she lifted her calves, leaning back on her elbows."Shoot," Jan sighed, then quivered and glared. "She's pushing my buttons. It's too late. Tracy!" she bellowed. "Bill's forcing himself on me!"Tracy let out a valkyrie squeak and came ramming into the laundry room. She. "What about you, Charles - you must be the only master who has never taken a personal slave. When will we see YOUR mark on some young beauty's body?"Charles sighed, stared out of the limo and watched one of their police motorcycle outriders streak past to clear the freeway ahead. "I don't want that kind of slave - it's not for me." Look, I know you still miss Laura but..." LEAVE IT, Steve ... PLEASE!" How could he ever get THAT committed, THAT close to anyone ever again? And how could he. " Nothing." WHAT? How can you say that? He can ruin us. He can, he can..." Exactly, he can do whatever he want to do but he can do that anyway. He appears to be trying to get back his daughter. If he finds out, IF he finds out, he will probably ignore it. It isn't like you're newlyweds and he finds out, you've known each other your entire lives, been married six years. If he really wants to be sure, he will get together with Beverly, one on one and then she will straighten him out." I glanced. ‘Thank you. But won’t your vacation be ruined it you get sick?’ ‘I can still watch you from bed.’ Her face got hotter she was surprised that her glasses weren’t steaming. Then she bit down on her lower lip before she said too much more as a picture of what she really wanted in bed ran though her mind. He chuckled again. ‘That’s true but let me buy you dinner at lest. Meet me at El Cambio de Tercio it’s a nice restaurant,’ his eyes traveled down to her cloths. She was still in her work cloths,.