I reached into my bag and took out the new toy we'd purchased earlier, her Womanizer."Look, slave," I said. "I brought your new best friend with me to...ight." She looked and giggled in shameless surprise."Is my Master going to use it on me?" What do you think?" I think a slave needs to do this," and she drew her feet up towards her sex, spreading her legs, "and this" spreading the folds of her cunt, "and this," pushing down the flesh around her clit in the way that Ted had shown her, exposing. One evening in particular, aftergrabbing my purse from the hostess room, I was riding the elevator downto the first floor alone when I caught my full-length reflection in theelevator doors and realized that I had functioned in a blouse, skirt,hose and heels (not to mention my French-tipped nails, my waxedeyebrows, and earrings) for the past several hours without even thinkingabout it.I had been shaving my legs smooth for quite some time now, and itfinally seemed normal for them to not have any. "She showed me some of her online profiles and interests. She uses that stupid app." "No," Samantha shook her head. "Not the one with all the filters?" "Yes," I nodded. "The one that puts up those silly images of a princess, fairy, a dog." "Instant no," Samantha said shaking her head. "Your turn," I said looking over at her. "Well," she said as she looked in the side mirror as she changed lanes. "He couldn't stop talking about himself." "Okay," I said looking at her. "In the third person,". He looked up and behind “Having dinner. What the hell are you doing here? Hi Janel. Did Otto go to Daytona?” Otto was his best friend.As Abby hugged Seth she told him “Yeah, he went for Bikefest, Janel and I are spending a couple of days here and going to Disney and Universal for her birthday present.” When her mother moved to sit Janel gave Seth a hug too. Janel had turned sixteen three days before, Seth and Sena attended the party for their Goddaughter.He wished Janel a happy birthday again.