“How much for ‘the works’?” I asked her abruptly, a bit irked at her comment on my relative shortness. I would remind her later that height wa...n’t the measurement that counted. “You mean ‘nothing off limits’? No holes barred?” she teased, making it more apparent that this was a rare case of mixing business with pleasure. “Exactly, missy,” I confirmed it. “That would be a full hundred. The complete package doesn’t come cheap, sweetie. I charge top dollar. Believe me, however, when I say that I. It was the right color, and I thought it was the right cut.And I was looking for something that would shape me to be not so flabby."She hugged me again, and said, "Well, points for trying. What are yougoing to do now?"Glumly, I retorted, "I dunno. Certainly not be Superman. No money to buyanother costume. Guess I'll go as a Wizard like last year." And the year before that, and the year before that. Dull, dull, dull!You really need to break out. Otherwise you'll never get noticed. Youhide so. “Tell me your name.” The order wasn't barked, or harsh. It was stated, with the lingering, smirking tone. She was used to getting her way. She was used to being the one in control. I played along. I looked along the line of women and bowed my head slightly towards them. “I'm Matt.” I looked back towards the brunette in front of me. “Tell me your names,” I replied, resisting the urge to smile. An eyebrow raised and the corner of her mouth twitched a little at the command. She knew what I was up. Not only that, he'd given me so much pleasure and care that I wanted most of all to please him, in any manner he chose. So I felt I was ready for this next step. I followed him meekly through the main house to the training room in the adjacent wing.”Honi put her hand to her breast. “I wish you could've felt how my heart was thumping here under where my hand is now, Chloe. Perhaps you'll experience it. I knew what I was about to do.”The Hostess and her Master both smiled, still hearing Honi's.