Several small people began leading horses - reindeer? - no, must be horses, she decided, and connected them to a long horizontal beam with leather str...ps of some kind."Sweetheart, what is it?" he asked.She shrugged her shoulders and moved away. "Nothing... he has a sleigh, and Clydesdales or something, like that beer commercial." Beer commercial? You're watching beer commercials now?" Greg teased her. "What's next?"She wasn't amused. "Very funny."The woman returned a few moments later. "Is. " I get the exclusivity. But why would your father get me the Navy data?" Oh. You don't know. Dad's a Lieutenant in the Navy. Wait! He may now be a Lieutenant Commander. Something went on a few years ago."Henry just looked at me. "Are you kidding? I thought your dad was a professor of entomology and now Director here." Well, yes. But he's done several other things, too. He was with the CSIRO and worked with the Navy on illegal aliens and he received a Public Service Medal. And he was shot by. The door opened and I was not disappointed. She was wearing a leather corset, fishnet stockings and very high heel shoes. Her hair was pulled back in a bun and she had full gothic-style make-up on. The image of a Mistress. I said hello and she ushered me inside and I followed her into what was the lounge room. “Strip” she said “let me see if you obeyed me”. “Yes Mistress” I replied and quickly undressed. She walked around me and nodded. Obviously I passed muster. “Come” she said and led me to a. I turned to watch her leave than washed to big pots before I could hear her coming back to the kitchen. She had reapplied some perfume and her big red lips. She then walked back to my side again.“Are you in a hurry to get home? Perhaps a date later with someone?” she said. I smiled. “No and No. It’s good to be single.” I said. “Tell me your honest opinion. What do you think of my daughter?” she said. I was thinking one thing but had to be nice. “That is a good question. She is very.