With her blouse now off, standing there in only her bra and skirt she hesitated again trying not to look at me? I tried in a less than convincing voic... to say that she was just another woman and seeing her naked was of little interest to me?This of course was a bold face lie, and she could easily see in my eyes that my interest was quite the opposite from the words I spoke, still a bit unsure Diana eased the bra straps from her shoulders reached around behind and unhooked the garment pulling it. Her husband had dealt with her over the phone the other times. But one thing was certain: this lady had great taste in lingerie. There was a row of little black numbers – arranged from the everyday t-shirt to some clearly expensive and risqué numbers. There was a similarly arranged row in white, nude and more shades of red than Steph could name.Having just been over every inch of their prize home, it was clear that Mrs Shaw – Julia she had said to call her – appreciated the finer things. But. It's not fair that whoever goes into town pays for groceries. It's is usually you or Tess. We'll do it properly. I just don't want you guys to be hired help. We need to have sort of a family account for want of a better term." "But Tess and I will be getting a wage from the medical clinic, we don't need money for what we do on the farm," Dave tried to explain. "I don't care, I want you to have a vested interest in the place. I'd feel a lot better, like it was more of a partnership," Drew. After breakfast that fateful day, freshly showered, I dressed her as she had asked, A dog leash and collar, blindfold round her neck, knickers, silk white and neat with bra to match and slippers, her wrists handcuffed behind her, we were to be stood in the car park at 11 am to await their arrival, and the various tools etc were to be set up in the playroom ready, frankly the block of wood in the workbench set at the precise height they had specified, and the nails made me shudder, but it was.