Watching her, he imagined how she might look soon enough, in a collar and cuffs, and nothing else. He had lots of plans for his obedient milking maid,...and once he had her firmly in hand, things were going to be quite enjoyable all around.As she turned and placed the salad bowls on the table, he saw her pubic region drawing his eye, and he decided that he was going to move up his servant grooming rules to this weekend, rather than waiting for things to settle. He really did prefer a smoother. I pick 3."Nicky said, "We love guessing games. I pick 3."Nikkee said, "They're really fun. I pick 3." Umm...well the answer was 6." Yay! I was closest." Congratulations Nikki." Yay, Nikki!"He did not need to notice Maude shaking her head to spot the offeredout, instead he said, "Congratulations, Nikki."Letting the triumphant pixie flit about in a victory dance for a fewmoments, Maude brought it to an end when she said, "Okay, Nikki, comestand in front of my mirror."A sinking feeling came to. A moment later, the engines powered up to full throttle and the planehurtled down the runway. The momentum pushed me back into my seat. Forsome reason though, I did actually feel a little relaxed. Normally, Iwould be clenching the armrests tightly during takeoff. But now, my handswere neatly folded in my lap. I brought my hands together, finding thatmy skin somehow seemed softer and smoother. They also appeared smallerthan they had been before, and I could swear that my complexion hadchanged. With nothing better to do I agreed. I figured he was potty anyway and I might as well earn a couple of quid as sit around watching daytime TV. We arranged to meet early the following morning. He told me to dress for travelling, whatever that meant, and to be at his place at seven am sharp. We parted company at the door. His last words to me were:"They don't sell rheostats in supermarkets."I had nothing to add.I presented myself at the Prof's pad at seven the next morning, as instructed. He was.