With a thought, she was wearing dark black leather boots, knee-high, with a four-inch stiletto heel. As she wobbled, adjusting to her new footwear, I ...aid aloud, "Discipline demands that you wear boots suited for this purpose. Isn't that right, Cassie?"She recovered her balance, returning to attention, again saying 'Yes, sir, ' in her mind. Pleasure washed through her as a reward.As I examined her leather pants, I was not happy with the way they took away from the line of her shiny new boots.. But my thoughts are around her boobs which are small but stiff she is in nightgown when she sit opposite to us her black panty is clearly revealing to both of us and my mom understood my vision and sat beside her sister and said to her to change her dress she gave a naughty smile to me and went to her room and me and my mother went to our room which is bigger but with single bed. After our lunch all together my aunty planned for shopping but i opposed it as i am feeling some tired after long. He annoys me and I can’t quite put my finger on it. I don’t think that it’s his womanizing per se, perhaps more that he didn’t seem to appreciate Maria when he was married to her. I like Maria myself. I’m thinking of wedding her once she’s in Heaven, now that Anne Boleyn is not an option. Yes, I have formally lifted the celibacy rule in Heaven and now permit marital intercourse. I’m trying to encourage couples to form there. I prefer monogamy, but I’m not keen on policing and enforcing that. “Take a seat and he’ll be with you when he’s free. He’s running on time today, for once.” Elena laughed.“What are you doing down there?” she asked. “I filing some papers in the cabinets.”“Can’t they put the cabinets higher so you don’t have to bend down?”There was a pause, and then the sound of walking. A little person came around the corner of the high desk, with a big grin on her face.“If they put the cabinets higher, I’ll need a stepladder.”They stood, smiling at each other. And then a flush.