.”“I’m going to kill you, Mik!” she growled.“Shall I mention that threat to Elizaveta?” I asked with an arched eyebrow.Clarissa laughed, �...�Hell hath no fury like a «бабушка» scorned?”“Trust me,” I grinned. “I fear for my life every time I talk to one! And both of you should, too!”“Tasha is the truly frightening one,” Jocelyn said soberly. “I can just see her with a scalpel and putting it to use, then keeping the gonads in a jar next to her bed!”“She’d need a shelf,” I chuckled.“I wouldn’t want. I didn't have a lot of time but the two of them insisted on showing me how they looked in one of their new outfits. When they came back into the room with crappy old bathrobes on, I started laughing."No not these; 3, 2, 1!" And they dropped the robes, I had created monsters!!! They had on matching lime green bra and panty sets. Both the bras and panties had lace insets that showed a lot of skin, the bras were cut on a wide Vee that showed a lot of tit but emphasized the space between their. Seeing his quiet, docile wife in black leather, and hearing her order him, he was becoming hard as a rock.“Hmm,” she purred, as she stalked around to his front again. “You seem to like that.” She walked behind him again, and he tensed, anticipating more blows. At first there was nothing, and then he heard the swish of leather, and felt the riding crop smack his ass. He couldn’t help it, he groaned, and then groaned again as he remembered what he would do to Beth when she made noise. . Thoughts ran around in my head about what had occurred in the bar with Renaud. What did it all mean? Did he still want me? Why did he leave me on the floor for so long (even though it was only about 30 minutes, it seemed a lifetime)? Did I pass whatever test it must have been?After a while, I rose and got ready for my own work. I took particular care with my make-up, eye shadow, eyeliner, blusher and my gorgeous red lipstick, for once making myself pretty for someone else’s eyes, not just.