An envelope on the wrought iron entry table was addressed to Harriett Marcus. I was sure it contained the papers I'd come for. I could have left my en...elope with $500 and taken the legal papers and that would have been that. Mission accomplished. But I hadn't seen or talked to Joanie for six or seven years. I viewed it as a training opportunity to prepare me when Annie got older. I left Harriett's envelope in place. "I really need to see her."Joanie spun, the hem of her short skirt flirting. Once there, hed pulled at her hand encouraging her to get to her feet. Hed leant forward and without so much as a word being spoken hed pressed his lips somewhat hesitantly over hers. The effect had been electric. Shed immediately assumed this was purely due to her feeling exceptionally horny but the lightness of his lips upon hers continued to send shivers rippling through her body. Even at that stage shed known what was happening was wrong but as her mind tried to argue that fact, her arms. Also, during this time, the roaming Masters watch the remaining slaves to look for any reason to choose them for punishment either instantly or if there is an afternoon session. The slaves realize this and usually act accordingly. For the unsentenced slaves, they will be left posted for thirty minutes and then released and have their hands secured behind them and they will stroll around the yard with their Master and watch the chosen slave’s punishments. They bear in mind that they can be. I tried to figure out what to say to her the next time I saw her. Then, suddenly, she was there, dressed, looking at me lying on my disheveled bed naked."Lazy!" she accused, all perky and beautiful. She'd left her long, dark red hair down, and it framed her face beautifully. "I have to go do something," she said. "See you later."Then she was off like a deer, running in the house, which she never did, and slamming the front door behind her, which she also never did.She was always like that after.