She saw me straight away and looked at me, ready to smile&hellip, I went over, a huge silly grin on my face. Hello, I said, automatically in French, I...was hoping to find you. I knew my face and tone of voice was telling her I regretted going off the day before. Chantelle was smiling back at me, looking as gorgeous as Id remembered. I was hoping to find you too. God! There was no space at the table though and she was in the far corner. I looked across at my friends, who were queuing for food. I’m amused, but I try to keep a straight face. “That’s OK.” My eyes are distracted by the white cum on her top. She looks down. “You better wipe that off before it stains.” I get the tissues from my bedside table to wipe up the mess from Jo’s sputtering cough. “Sorry. I’m really sorry.” I am amused at how apologetic she is about not swallowing every last drop of my cum. This is my kind of girl. “What are you smiling at?” She seems relieved that I am not angry with her. “Nothing.” I. " As Pietro said this he smiled at the masked, caped red leather wearing bombshell before him. He had just helped the Mistress carry five sleeping 'toys' up to the torture room. Harry and Randy were chained between Susan and Patty; and Dolly had been given the honor of using the stocks, Pietro however was looking over at the empty rack.In a second he had a can of 'knock-out' pointing at his face and the Mistress asked him seductively, "Do I really have to use it?" Not at all my Mistress, my. "My angel wants me to help people. I helpedyou."Ariel was aghast. How could this impoverished looking man not want anymoney?" How can I not pay you?" she said. "I have to give you something." I am hungry. If you have a little food, that would be nice," Garyadmitted."I'm on it. If you finish before I get back, wait here for me," Arielsaid getting into her car and driving off.A half hour later she was back, and Gary was cleaning the brushes. Thesign was finished, and Ariel thought it was.