" So you got us." Great," I muttered, thinking of all the merchants and condo owners in the new and suddenly 'in' Miami Arts District who would be pis...ed off."You're the picture guy huh?" Seeing my nod, she went on, "I see all those leggy models going in and out. They're not afraid of throwing us a few bucks... not like some... what's your name anyway?" Rod... Rod Scouries..." Do ya get to fuck em?" Go back to Kansas or wherever you came from sweetie," I said, dismissing her as I stood to. “You come here often?” I asked.“First time,” She replied. “I’m from up north a ways. My dad lives down here someplace.”“Oh, are you visiting him?” I asked.“No.” She whispered.I left that alone too. It was hard to make out her expression in the darkness of the bar. We were the last two people in the place and it was obvious that Sally would like to see us gone so she could close.“You staying around here?” I asked.“I rented a house for a week just up the line,” She answered. “Want to come by for. Slaves also get bigger heel and dildoes inside them.Slave Pissy left before Bally started to read and when he finished, she returned back with bed. Then she told Bally to wake up and get on bed. Bally looked puzzled, but he went on bed anyway. Mistress Nutz started to talk while Pissy was securing Bally on bed. That they will get depilated now, first slaves, and then the rest of them. That she won’t be doing piercings on them, because they need to find someone who does that. Slave Pissy slowly. While they were gone, Mary had given me another message from Uncle Bert about the programming. It was an confounding message, leaving more questions than it answered, particularly as to Mary’s use of her free will in conjunction with her programming.Going into a trance drains my kittens. After giving me the message, Mary had taken her post trance nap. An hour or so later, I was sitting in my easy chair thinking about the programming when I heard soft footsteps behind me. Her hands were on my.