I quietly crept down the hall towards the showers. I peeked around the corner just as she was washing soap out of her hair, the soapy water running do...n her body made her skin glisten. After her hair was clean she grabbed her body wash and squirted a large amount in her hand and began to rub it all over, getting her tits and stomach, legs, pussy...thats when my hand went back down my pants. Then she leaned down and with her still soapy hands squirted even more into her hand then lifting her. Rumpole looked like death warmed up, as he had indulged in some extensive, energetic and extremely enervating, groin to groin combat with the Bugsy Girl who rejoiced in the name of Iron Gerda.I made sure they all got some breakfast down them, as we would be doing hard graft for most of the day. Neddy Claypole had been given the job of getting a meal out to us at midday, and woe betide him if he didn't.By 0700 we were on site, shirts off and digging – two men per grave. I was with Rumpole, who. One contained water and the other contained a badsissies' lunch. A nicely prepared can of Alpo dog food. Mistress hadbeen so kind to garnish the dog food with a sprig of parsley. Classy!I heard a sharp "CLICK" and Mistress had closed and locked the door tothe cage. There was no room to stand, at best I could get to my knees. Iwas to stay here for five hours according to my Mistress to contemplatethe error of my sissy way."All the food and water must be gone when I return. And I want to seethat. I got thrilled and went to my bathroom, I knew that she is inviting me for sex, I shaved my private area. Took a shower. Dressed up and went into her house. I knock in her door. She opens it.She was wearing that same nighty this evening and was wearing a red lipstick. She was looking damn hot in that simple dress only. I was watching at her tits while standing on the door way only. She hold my hand and pulled me inside her house and said save best for the last, and walked into the kitchen, I.