?I know I have?, smiled Gabriel.Gabriel then told her, ?So that means you do not talk, until I tell you to talk, got that?. Natasha looked at her, wit... fear. ?You will address me as mistress, bitch?, Gabriel ordered. Natasha nodded, ?Yes mistress.? ?Hey bitch. Can you talk in that Russian accent of yours, you know like how Russian prostitutes talk?, mocked Gabriel.Natasha started speaking in a Russian accent, which she could easily muster, ?Yes mistress, I shall serve your every command?. ?Good. "I was pulling into the parking area at the house when my cell rang, "Hey, Mike, Maude. I have just the man for the job. Invite me out to one of your suppers and I'll bring him with me." Come out this evening. I'll tell Mom, and I'm sure she'll be excited that you're coming. Don't be surprised if she's invited others. She loves to have people for supper."Mom was walking around the edges of the garden, checking the ground and looking at the asparagus and rhubarb stalks already growing. I told. Perhaps she was living a clean lifestyle or perhaps she was just the designated driver. Either way, the rest of us were getting toasted.Kaia was rubbing her legs against mine, and our flirting was getting hotter and more risqué with each passing drink. The conversation moved decidedly away from the tame, usual talk about school and classwork and started shifting into sexual topics. I kept most of my focus on Kaia, but kept her friends included at all times.Jamie and Leanne were watching us. I had been watching for Jim to come home from work. When he did I saw that he went in and changed in to just shorts no shirt. He when to the garage to work on a old car he is restoring. I thought girl it is now or never if you are going to see how big that thing is. I walked over and found him just going under the car on his back how perfect I thought as I walked up he slid out from under the car and was looking right up my dress. All he could say was WOW. He reached up and slid his hands right.