The next day, I went to the clinic to pick up my medical certificate which, naturally, was totally clean. From there, I went to the studio bringing a ...election of the sexiest clothes from the previous day. Inside, Tanja had arrived and introduced me to the camerawoman – a very petite redhead wearing just a pair of loose fitting dungarees and trainers, the dungarees doing nothing to hide or constrain a splendid pair of tits, and so baggy that her bare bum was clearly visible looking down from. I remember that I was able to escape from under my mother's thumb at about the age she was at this point, and I was thinking that maybe I could help her with her father, although I wasn't sure I would go as far as to expend a couple of tickets doing so.However, one obvious thing was that Merry didn't have the drive I had. She really liked to have fun, which wasn't a bad thing, but didn't seem to have a focus for her life, like I did with music. Now, I didn't think that everybody needed to have. I was hypnotised by Leo’s blue eyes, distracted by Ryan’s green ones but in love with the sheer purity of Cody’s hazel ones. There seemed to be eyes like laser-beams all over the place. And so were there ripped clothes and pillows littered like snow and ice. Everything had been cloaked in sensuousness to the point where details seemed fuzzy and languid. We were pressed up against each other. Naked skin on skin. It felt so refreshing. All at once I felt them around me. Cool parts then warm. All. You may regard yourself as enrolled!”“All right Pixie.” Jennifer was feeling mightily subdued.“That doesn’t mean that you’re allowed to let your handwriting go to hob Jenny. Your Mistress expects a fully detailed letter from you at least once a week to accompany any work that you are doing and submitting for her approval. She’s a bit old fashioned. She’ll expect a hand written letter. What’s your hand writing like?”“Quite good.” “It had better be! Lady Mathom expects all her slaves to be able.