I had though his wife would be black but she wasn't. Mrs. Reginald was Asian, probably Chinese. Her bathing suit bottoms were cut high on her thighs b...rely covering her pubic hairs and exposing most of her perfectly shaped behind.She was speaking but I hadn't heard a word. Finally with a grin on her face she said. "Thirsty young man?" She had a tall glass of ice tea in her hand that I had not noticed until then.I shut off the mower, nodding my head. "Yes, thank you."I gulped the cold drink down. “Oh, and don’t forget to lock your door behind you.”Angie turned into the booth, locked the door behind her and found the little wooden seat in the dark. She sat still for a moment allowing her eyes to get used to the dark in the tight little box. Finally she was able to see the machine that she was to put her money into. She dropped a couple of quarters into the machine which started the movie. The movie began with a blinding bright light as the movie began. Finally the images began to. He was dressed in anoutfit almost the twin to mine, and obviously in his Slave role.He curtsied to Mistress saying," Welcome to Mistress Rachel'sdomain Mistress Chris." He helped her off with her coat and hung itin the closet as Mistress Rachel appeared. She immediately gaveChris a big hug and kissed her warmly.After a few minutes of caressing and greeting they parted andMistress Rachel told Slave," Take Slut's cape and hang it up." Hestepped behind me and removed my cape, taking the liberty. She was wearing her exercise outfitfor T'ai Chi and was going through those slow purposeful precisemovements. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was engrossedin her actions. The only difference was now she was doing it whilewearing her empathy belly.Amelia took the coffee and the box of doughnuts inside and put them allon the counter. Danny was there on the little couch. "How long has shebeen doing that?" Amelia asked."She started a little bit after you left," Danny said keeping.