I turned around as directed and a couple more clicks sounded as she took more pictures. I asked if I could get dressed and she threw me my panties...and laughing said “sure, these finish off your outfit for the rest of the day”. I pulled them back on and went back to my desk. A short time later Mistress handed me her iPad and showed me the pictures she’d uploaded. “ I’m going shopping this afternoon. Say hi to Petra and if she has a request follow it without question. Some time later I had a. An expression with which I can agree isn’t any use unless I also agree with the idea behind the expression. -- I love you.” He’d signed it in the only handwriting.She still couldn’t figure out “Furniture.”She wrote out her answers. If he thought she was going to type, he had another think coming. But, she realized, she was being unfair to him. He had given her the option, an option he clearly preferred for himself. She didn’t need any extra sheets. For the children question, though, she took. From fresh faced teens to hot bodied moms. Floyd felt overwhelmed by the sheer number of candidates he could choose from.Returning with her soda Lily pointed in the direction of a young Asian woman. “You should give it to Ami. She’s pretty and she’s Japanese.” Following his daughter’s pointing finger Floyd found Lily was referring to a cute Asian serving sandwiches behind a deli counter.Floyd instantly felt Ami was far too pretty to be working as a food handler. Hidden behind her red 60’s style. The gash on his head was gone, already healed. All that remained was the blood that had run down the side of his face. The marks from where his fingernails had dug into his hands were likewise healed, just the blood remaining."So who are you?" Jack asked his unseen partner.*You do not need to speak aloud for me to hear you. I can hear your every thought.*So then who are you? Jack repeated the question, this time in his mind.*The Inventor.*Jack stopped in his tracks. The guy who's always.