She was a mature Philippino woman in a black leather skirt, dark stockings, black heels, and a red camisole top under a black blazer. She finished a r...und of photos, glancing at me in-between shots, then she went back to her car, moved it to be in front of mine, closer to the tree she was interested in, got out and took more photos, again glancing my way as she circled the tree.She got back in her car, drove and turned around and parked parallel to me, got out again and took more pictures,. He turned to face the wall and lowered his face to the floor. The girls watched, impressed by Mary’s wordless control of her slave. Mary crossed her legs, leaving a stretch of thigh visible through the slashed skirt of her short black qipao. “Bring your cockroach over here, Fara,” she instructed.Fara let down the bar that Bernard’s wrists had been chained to and released it from the wall. Grabbing the bar by the middle, she steered Bernard across the room until he was in front of Mary.“Are his. Frankie totally engrossed in what she was doing hadn’t even noticed the handsome guy with Brown hair and Green eyes a couple of tables away, and has she was typing away she didn’t realise she was crossing and uncrossing her legs let alone that someone was watching.But Bob was watching and couldn’t take his eyes off those beautiful legs and imagining how they would to the touch as he either fucked the owner of them or even got the chance of running his hands up and down them on the way to her. Tuesday morning I would have to deal with brokers' open houses and a new homes tour, but Mondays I reserved to paint. As it happened, the inestimable Sheila Monroe, my wealthy client called and asked if she could sit for her painting that afternoon. I'd laid in the background and washes, and I was ready to start on the detail work, so I agreed and Sheila arrived about noon.She didn't bother to step behind the screen I keep in the studio for changing, but made sure she had my eye first then.