Of course, she saw things through a very different lens nowadays. They talked for a few minutes until Gina checked her watch and said, “I have to go...pick my youngest up from soccer. Listen, why don’t you come out to the house and have dinner and we’ll catch up? How’s Friday?”“OK,” said Olivia, and they exchanged numbers and parted ways. The encounter stuck in Olivia’s mind for a while. Mrs. Moretti had looked her up and down in a way that seemed less than casual...or was it her imagination?* *. . um ... I'll exercise here."Wendy simply shrugged. "I'll be at Jim's." Traitor!" The word escaped me unbidden. Now that it was out there, though, I realized that it was true. Wendy was a traitor.Wendy didn't seem fazed by my outburst. "I see. Well, if that's the way you feel about me, there isn't much that I can do. I don't love Jim, and I never did. I thought he was nice, and I thought the two of you together made a great couple. Anyway, I don't need to spy on you for him. You were my friend. “Allie? Please come this way, special room for special person.” The room she was shown to was luxurious in the extreme. An ornamental waterfall covered one wall and tinkled into a sculpted rock pool. The atmosphere was dense and hot, tendrils of steam swirled from the surface of the pool.“Please place your clothes and bag in the studio next door Allie, there is a robe there for you, then please come back here and relax in the pool. We will be right with you.” Alice needed no urging, she lowered. In addition,Deborah would accompany her Mistress to the beauty salon every week,where both would have their hair done.Lastly, Mistress spoke of the punishment Deborah would receive if herwork did not satisfy Mistress or if she proved rebellious or unpleasant.Spanking, either with the bare hand or with a wooden paddle, was thefirst form of punishment. Secondly, Mistress might bind her in somerestrained position for a period. Bondage and spanking, used together,were the ultimate punishment for.