" Well in the meantime you can give me a hand."She walked over to the wagon where Tom had wedged a pole over a rock and under the wagon."If we both pu... our weight on this end, we should be able to raise it enough for me to get the wheel back on."But even though they could raise the wagon, as soon as Tom reached for the wheel, Miranda could no longer hold it up. After the third unsuccessful try, Tom threw down the pole in disgust."We'll probably have to unload the whole wagon, or at least most. Nina decided to use her obvious slavery as an object lesson for Wendy. Nina stepped back from Wendy and crooked a finger at the slave. “Slave, come here and help my friend get undressed.”“Yes, Mistress.” Before Wendy could react, the young slave took hold of her top and lifted it over her head, baring her breasts. She then knelt and reached for the snap and zipper on her skirt, quickly freeing them and letting the skirt drop to the floor. When she grasped one of Wendy’s ankles to help her step. ”As innocently as possible, Melissa asked, “Whatever do you mean, Master?”He answered by simply smirking back at her.From her position, collapsed face down in a heap on the other side of the wide lounger, Mistress Amy growled, “I don’t know why you put up with her crap, Erik. Hell, you encourage it.”Erik gave Melissa a little shrug, out of Amy’s view. He was clearly not wanting to get into an argument.After a long moment, Mistress Amy rolled over and continued more temperately, “On the other. Thank you for the iced tea. I’m sure we will be seeing each other.”“Why don’t you come over on Saturday for supper?” I asked as we walked back toward the front door. “We can introduce you to a good old-fashioned American BBQ. I know that Sandra would love to meet you. If you bring your bathing suits you could also have a swim.” I proposed.“Oh, Olga, can we? I would love that, ” Natasha exclaimed.“Well darling, we will have to check with Sergei, however, I think it is a great idea.”That night.