If I'd snapped at Mom or Dad like that, it would not be a very happy new year.I looked at the computer screen. I'd written three words. A quick look a... the clock told me that I'd been sitting here for two-and-a-half hours. That was a whole word every fifty minutes. If you figured approximately five hundred words to the page, I could have my history paper done in eighty-six-and-a-half days. Which would only be seventy-four days late.I stood and started toward the phone in the kitchen, then. "Bag?" she queried. "I'll only need a toothbrush."I whispered huskily, "You won't. You can share mine." She giggled. I love her giggle - amongst other things.I said I'd ring her back as soon as David gave me the details about travelling to his cottage. "Better bring a bag, if only to make it look good. Cheerio!"David said he would pick us up just after lunch at my place, and we'd go straight to the cottage. Then I had a sudden idea which appealed to me so I had to go out. I needed something. I wanted my waistto be as small as possible so I sucked in my stomach as much as I could whileshe tightly laced it, starting in the middle of my back. This had the effect ofcreating a bust which Sally enlarged with some pads. "Rica, you are a model slave. Very obedient! That thing sticking out from whereyour cunt should be is ruining the whole effect though. Mary, cut apiece of that drapery cord." Sally took the cord and deftly performed the task that she had describedbefore. After tying one. His bride, Elizabeth Black (nee Florentino), was quite a lovely femalespecimen, a rare exotic flower. She was quite sexy, mild olive skin withjust a tinge of natural tan to it, owing to time spent out in the lovelyAruban beachside-man she looked good in a hot pink bikini top and thong.She had long flowing dark hair down to her waist but she had it tiedinto a light colored ribbon near the bottom. She had curves in all theright places, as Henry could attest to when they were out about on thetown,.