I opened the door and Katie came into the changing room with me, as she did she caught sight of my naked breasts and I saw her eyes linger on them and... smile. “I can’t tighten this corset Katie can you help me” I said and stood in front of the large mirror with my back to her. She stood behind me and I felt her soft fingers brushing my skin as she tightened the ribbon. “Is that too tight?” She said once she had finished. “No that’s great,” I said as I looked at myself in the mirror, my. When is her first treatment for that damn tattoo?’ ‘Wednesday next week and then its weekly after that.’ ‘Ok I will bottom Laurel then and it will be time to let you two play as well. If things go well then we can re-visit what we do to her. I’m loathed to bring too many toys here and rub the girl’s noses in what we are doing.’ Mandy giggled, she had the cutest giggle and I often found myself telling her a joke or two just to hear it. The warmth it gave me in the pit of my stomach always seems. The ones being sung by the little woman statue. The angelic female voice was part of the song she had become. The words were absorbed by her mind as the ultimate true of reality."You are of The Song. The Song is you. You belong to The Song.The Song belongs to the Harp. The Harp controls the Song.The Harpist controls the Harp. The Harpist moves the Song.You belong to the Song. The Harp creates the Song.The Harpist controls the Harp. You belong to the Harpist."The song repeated over and over. “Hello Simran, I was beginning to think you wouldn’t turn up. I was so disappointed. But here you are.”Simran couldn’t think of anything she wanted to say and stood stock still just inside the door, frozen.“What’s wrong Simran?” Sofia’s voice dripped with insincerity as she shifted on the luxury sized bed and slipped of it and sexily walked across to greet Simran. Sofia’s hand reached up and played through the ends of Simran’s hair tips and Simran snapped out of her inertia and recoiled back.