”“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, closes the door and dutifully stands to wait for my return.I stroll into the large warehouse, my high heels clickin... on the floor. The four workers who should be here are absent, but I know where they are, goofing off in the back room, no doubt, smoking their pot and playing cards. I follow the sound of music and laughter to the door of the back room and push it open.“Oh, shit!” one of them shouts and they all turn and stand. The looks on their faces almost makes me. ”Berthold asked, “What is ‘fess up?”“It’s a southern expression used for telling someone or ones that something is obvious and they shouldn’t deny it or try to hide it.” Jam told Berthold helpfully.Berthold said, “I was talking to Moira about moving to Landers. She agreed that she had some interest in doing that.”I said, “That’s a good start on being honest. Why should she consider such a move?” I grinned. “Would she become Princess Angela’s lady in waiting?”They both blushed deeply.I nudged. "Most females your age are balancing the costs and benefits of those nail polishes."I can drop out of speaking good English, too. "They be all like 'He goin' wit' Maria, but she not even HOT, an 'when he get tired a'her, I'monna git'im' you know what I' msayin'?" You're scary." To other people, maybe. To you I will always be your little Cindy who lives for your attention." Of course, a thought tumbled off the stack in my head. "You heard Nikki's new nickname at the lab?" Nope." Sticky Nikki.. .i walked to the end of the table, between her legs, and ran a finger down the opening of her pussy,she moaned, then gently tapped it with my crop,she squeeled, but the gag stopped anything loud,i tapped again this time twice in a rapid succession,tap,tap,she bucked,i then walked to another table,where layed my tools, i picked up 2 nipple clamps and put one on each of her now hard erect nipples,then i chose a whip, i began slowly swinging it closer and closer, to her pussy, with a smack it made.