He raised his hands from his sides and skimmed her bare belly before alighting on her lace-covered breasts. They both watched his hands, now covering...her bra, barely touching, now reaching for the clasp in the front, now unhooking, now opening, now, now, now. His pupils dilated and feasted at the sight of her perfectly round, reddish-brown nipples, at last captive to his eyes, her white breasts small and round, but then hidden by his eager brown hands, the greedy fingers trying to engrave. She looked over and saw them coolly staring back at her and Deborah. As she had feared, as soon as Deborah had mentioned Michael’s name, it must have attracted his attention.“Indeed,” Michael rumbled with humor, “I think you need to put proof to your claim, my dear. On your knees.”Deborah bowed her head, “Yes Master.”Michael’s eyes flicked to Erik, “With your permission, of course.”Erik smiled back at Michael, then cast an appraising glance at Melissa. She was fighting against panic, trying. It was written all over his face. If it hadn't been, I could tell fromthe way he was walking that it would be difficult for Alistair to sitdown for a while. And there was only one reason for that."Well," I said, "he didn't waste any time did he?"It was true. Often in these situations, someone like Alistair would begiven some time to think about his decision, to make sure he was goinginto his new circumstances with his eyes open. But Darren had clearlydecided there was no time like the present.. They just wanted to know, if they should send a Dress for Sylvia as well. I waited for Sylvia to arrive while Kate showed the unit. I drank coffee and tried to think of some way to spend the remainder of my day."Maxine," Kate said as she stood at my front door with a slightly less than middle aged couple beside her. "This is Samuel and Rachael Wilson, they just walked through unit two of the drugstore condo."I already knew that but I didn't comment. "Well good, so what did you think?" I.