Someone had hung it there remembering the ancient Christmas custom of a kiss under the mistletoe, probably thinking of the nieces. She positioned hers...lf under it, tossed the dark hair that bounced around her neck, and gave me a mischievous grin."Shall we try out the mistletoe?" She said softly. As she spoke she spread her tan nylon clad legs as far as her dress would allow, arched her back a little so her big breasts eased the cleavage of her dress a little wider and rocked sensuously on her. " As night fell properly, I slipped across the road and made my way to the door of Unit 3A where I silently slid my note, my salaciously teasing invitation, under the door. I went to bed that night without putting on a performance, keeping my voyeur guessing. I did masturbate in the dark though, flicking my finger tips around the sides of my clit until I climaxed. On Saturday afternoon I headed out into the centre of Sydney to visit a femme friendly sex shop in George Street. Luckily pay day. .. what to do. She stared at the cord, thinking of knots, thinking of red leather. Then her focus shifted behind the cord, to Dominica's pussy. She began to drool."Good, slave," Mistress said, watching her slave begin to sink into helpless lust. She set the knotted cord aside on her left thigh, then picked up one of the other laces. One with no knots whatsoever. "Deeper... and deeper... Watch my pussy. Watch what I do with the laces, now. MY laces. Dominica's laces. Watch, slave!"Dominica. The gun was lying on the counter.The police called for EMTs and took statements from everybody before congratulating Jase for his quick thinking, but they then admonished him not to attack a man with a gun. He could get himself shot. Jase acknowledged the wisdom of that and left for home.Jase hadn't been home an hour before the TV remote reporting trucks started arriving. He wondered what had attracted so much TV interest, but realized that he was the target when they headed for his front door..