I later found out that he was wearing a piece to lengthen it then. He still wore the hoop earrings and had his make up on. He had swapped his dress ...or a white T-shirt or more properly, blouse, and was wearing a black leather mini skirt that barely covered him decently. His sandals had been exchanged for a pair of black leather knee high fuck me boots with a four-inch heel and he moved over to Tela with a grace borne of the practice I had overheard on those quiet nights.She stood and the two. Soon they were all cleaned up and Michael thought it time for dinner. He got up and went into the kitchen. It took no time for him to prepare the meal he had planned since he had it mostly ready. Placing it on the stove to simmer, he turned and looked at his three new slaves. Baron and Dyna would be happy he finally had someone to share his time with. He couldnt wait for them to meet the girls, especially Silk. As the food simmered, he took some napkins in to the dining room. Indicating he. I took the bus home smelling like Jack Daniels and cigarettes, and avoided everyone’s eyes. I took a long, hot shower, scrubbed every bit of myself, and fell asleep for the rest of the morning. When I woke up, I had about ten worried texts from Josh asking me if I was okay, where I want, how I got home, and if I was upset at him. Putting on my best “hungover” voice, I called him back. He was freaking out. I explained to him that I was fine, that I got home okay, but that I didn’t remember. The door was not in the front, but at the side, a little way down the driveway. There were five or six steps up to the front door from the driveway. The lady, who appeared to me to be fortyish, well-dressed and reasonably attractive, had knocked quite authoritatively, and retreated back to the driveway, where she stood, a package on the ground by her side, and pen and booklet in hand."I'm sorry to catch you at an inconvenient time, but would Mrs. H happen to be home?" she enquired politely."No,.