"Her job, is to provide background info on the shrine and its customs! In the hopes you won't wind up making an even bigger ass of yourself on camera!... He then eyed Petra with open disgust. "She's not here to fetch cappuccino and cigarettes! You, third rate coffee house hack!" Is there something I can help you gentlemen with?" An unexpected but familiar third voice interrupted, causing both men to turn beholding Lord Katsuhito, his usual flawless image of composure, standing only a few feet. “ When alone Miss Foster addressed Miss Jackson by her surname only, whilst Miss Jackson addressed Miss Foster as, ‘Miss.’ Miss Jackson winced but immediately did as she was told. She raised the hem of her dress and tucked it into her belt so it would stay up above her waist, and of course her hair mound, and slipped her thumbs into the elastic knickers, pushing down to the floor and stepping out of them. She scooped them up and put them on the visitor's chair, knowing that she was not going to. Let’s treat it like one,” John whispered at last as he finished, then he walked over to Virgil, who began to remove his T-shirt. For the two of them, it seemed that each act of love merely enriched the experience of their love in its entire. John wasted no time in sitting next to Virgil after the latter moved over on the day bed to make a place for him. As Virgil turned to him and touched his cheek gently, he could see a conflict brewing in John’s eyes all of a sudden. “You’d… you’d rather. We were all speculating what you would try and what she would allow you to get away with. Mistress Jamie thought that she would only allow straight sex, but Mistress thought that by the end of the night you could have her doing pretty much whatever you wanted. Mistress has a lot of faith in you, sir."When we got home and saw the video that you had left, Mistress Jamie acknowledged that Mistress was probably correct. Most of the night was spent drinking and talking. Mistress filled Rachel in on.