"I don't know ifthat colour shirt really suits you, but at least it's fresh." Remind me never to go to sleep dressed again," Jack said. "So, have I mi...seddinner?" Yours is keeping warm in the oven," Jennie said. "I hope you aren't toohungry." I'm not, actually," Jack said, frowning. "Funny, I expected to be ravenous." Country air," Jennie said, nodding wisely."They should market it as a slimming aid. Shall we?"He took her arm and they went downstairs.The food was good and only slightly. We stayed like that for an hourjust kissing. When we stopped she said, "John…I think I love you,too…I really do." My heart wanted to jump out of my throat of excitementand my eyes just filled with tears; she smiled, pulled her tongue out andjust licked my face few times to wipe the tears off, "But still, I hopethat you will be the same, John; I just love you more when you are so goodlittle slave-toy, ha?" I looked at her and said, "I wouldn't want it anyother way…Ma'am. And if you ever decide. "I started to tell her about the masks, but before I could finish, she shouted, "I said I'll do it!"I had no idea I could be so persuasive. Maybe next time I should ask her out.And so, the day came. Before leaving, I made sure she took a sip from a water bottle, one containing the pod. One sip was all that was needed. ( High-speed internet, remember? Yeah, we move fast.) We said our goodbyes as she walked to her car. Then it was time to get to the control center to make sure everything was. Laura ordered a shot of straight tequila at the bar. She downed it immediately. She turned and leaned her back against the bar and put her left boot on the foot rail. Her long blonde hair swept over her face and down her back. Her black, low riding micro-mini skirt flared out showing a black lacy petticoat. Pat was wearing red camisole under a black leather vest that exposed the inside of her breasts. Her low-riding denim mini-skirt left her midriff bare. Her hemline stopped eight-inches above.