No, don't touch me - you're notallowed to touch me unless I say so. Understand?" Sorry, mistress. Yes, mistress, I understand. And I know I'll bepunis...ed if I disobey," Caroline responded once more in a kind ofpretend servitude tone of voice. Ha! You have now idea, Norma musedat this."Good. Now do just as I say and there might not need to be any'punishment." Yes, mistress."Settling back, Norma now took on the air of a regal ruler addressinga serf as she said, "Well. You know, Caroline my slave,. She strolled into the next room. The Monet dominated one wall. Some lesser Van Goghs were on the other. To Marian’s surprise the security guard followed. Maybe they have a route, or something, she surmised. Finally she got to her very favorite, the Portraits. And it was packed. The Sargent collection, already very good, had been turned into a special exhibit. They’d brought in other Sargent portraits from around the country, including the famous Madame X. She’d seen it in New York decades ago.. Maybe they spottedthe agents. I raise my right hand to scratch my nose and block the viewof my mouth.?Do you think they made you??The earpiece clicks softly. ?No, Sir. Not possible.??I hope not. That little girl is a handful.??We?re completely invisible, Mr. Tyson. We?ve got you covered from allsides and above.?They?ll probably come from below. I take a sip of coffee from my extralarge styrofoam cup and subtly look around the plaza. I have a hard timelocating the agents and I know where they. He got up and put a pair of grey sweatpants on, leaving himself shirtless. 10 minutes later, Vanessa hesitantly rolled out of bed to the smell of pancakes cooking, and left herself with just her lace bra and panties on. Zach looked Vanessa in the eye and smiled at her as she sat down and he put a plate of her favourite pancakes in front of her. Whats the occasion? She asked with a smile. No occasion. He responded politely. Zach smiled and sat down next to her as they ate in silence. Vanessa.