“I assure you I will not take too long and keep you waiting, James.” She swept out of the room, leaving young James Carter blushing like a virgin ...ride.I heard the clock of Holy Trinity strike half past ten as the landau bearing Mimi and myself, escorted by six Life Guards commanded by Cornet Carter, ADC to the C in C, clattered away from Monmouth House along Grosvenor Road.Not knowing the reason for the coming meeting I refused to worry, instead my thoughts went back to the time Mimi and I had. She was wearing theprerequisite business suit, which consisted of a blouse, a tightlytailored jacket, and a short, but respectable, tight skirt. And she waswearing pantyhose. I have a fetish for pantyhose something fierce. Itslike a female has gift wrapped her legs and ass for me. I can't keep myeyes a woman's legs when they're veiled in soft nylon. Since my wife'swork doesn't put her in touch with the public (home typist) she'sseldom out of jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. So I concentrated on. ”“By two months!” Edith retorted, “And I’m six months younger than Alfred. But what about the other three if one is chosen? Alfred?”“Ladies,” I said plaintively, “by the conditions of the Great Rite you choose me. Remember? I am your slave.”“But if you could choose?” Edith asked.I looked at her carefully. That could be a very awkward question to answer and could cause recriminations for years to come.“Alfred?” Gudrun prompted.“Whoever is chosen by the Goddess will be my wife, and Queen,” I said. This home had originally had 60 amp service. They had upgraded to 150 amp, not because it was necessary now, but they knew in the future that 100 amp service wouldn’t be enough.“Interesting.”“Who did the work?”“Me.”“Who told you how to do this?”“If I remember correctly, you were the supervisor.”“Oh! Darn! That’s right. No shake down, today,” Mr. Miller said with a broad smile.“Poor you,” Sandra said.“I won’t be able to buy you such a wonderful birthday present.”“That’s okay, I’ll forgive you,”.