He moved away and she got up, placing her feet on the carpet.?I am leaving now. You, wash the socks and polish the shoes for tomorrow. Then lock yours...lf in the cage.??Yes Mistress.??Oh and remember to vacuum the carpets tomorrow, they keep making my feet dirty.??Yes Mistress.?With that, Matt’s Mistress left the room to get ready. He went straight to his work. He picked up her black leather shoes and the black socks, treating them as divine objects. I didn’t get to suck the toes today, he. He was determined to go to the Towers and know for himself that they were all right. The feeling that something was deeply amiss haunted him. **** When the girls arrived at the suite to conduct Sarah and Vivienne to the Baths they had exchanged their vests and trousers for simple loose, high-wasted, sleeveless, linen dresses with square necklines and deep side slits. The pale cream of their costumes offered a harmonious setting for the dramatic elegance of Sarah’s and Vi’s dresses, and they. I realized that it had got my attention and I almost forgot my mission. I calmly relieved mother nature and headed back to the front of the store grabbing a soda on the way. I paid for the soda and returned the key walked out got in my car took a sip of soda and started to back out. When I started backing I caught movement beside my car looked over my shoulder to be staring at monster meat again he was waving it at me like a giant flag pole! I rolled my window down and he came closer laying the. They ended up at Fisherman's Wharf for dinner, a place Laura never went except when showing somebody around. But she had a great time since Shaniqua was truly ebullient and vivacious by nature, and showed a fresh enthusiasm for every new experience. The subject of space aliens was discreetly avoided, and they enjoyed strolling the Wharf, dining on cracked crab, sourdough bread, and white wine.They were both still a little tipsy by the time it grew dark and Laura drove them to her condo..