She replied without a second of hesitation that if I would she would really appreciate it as she had a job interview this morning and needed to get th... work done. I walked over she just slid to the side on the chair she was setting on it was a pretty big plush chair not that I minded setting next to her but normally a person would have just moved over to the next or handed me the laptop. I set next to hear took the laptop of here legs and moved it too mine I inhaled here sent. She smelt of the. A shadow of a smile crosses your gentle features. Stunning. I can smell your perfume, sweet and fruity as you stand in front of the bed, planting your hands on your hip, slowly swaying from side to side, like a young tree in the gentle breeze. It is as if you are dancing to a tune that only you can hear. Your hands rise above your head, reaching for the heavens. Your movements are fluid-like as you run your hands down your sides, to your belly then gently squeezing your breasts. Oh God! You. “I’m hoping to gain the right to serve Sir Michael and wear his collar soon. I also look forward to becoming your slave sister,” Syndee finished.“And I am slave Stacey. I am very happy to meet you slave Silk. What a lovely name you have too. Did Sir Michael name you?” The redhead said to her.“No, it is my name,” she said not sure what the redhead was talking about.“Silk or actually Silky is her Christian name, slave Stacey. Her parents named her that,” supplied Michael.Stacey finished up, “I am. I was planning to take you to Hawaii for ten days. I think we should go early. Your dad can't bother us there," I explained.She looked up in surprise. "Hawaii? You're serious? You were going to take me to Hawaii?" I saw a lovely big smile cross her face and knew that Jenny's suggestion had hit the target."Yep. Just you and I and sun, sand, surf, and sex." Oh, Vin. That sounds wonderful. "When?" How about next week?" But ... next week is Christmas. We can't go then. Your parents ... your.