Then a matronly woman, who I thought to be 45 or 50 at first, came in and talked to us about looking and acting like executives. In her banter she rev...ealed she was 30 years old, and as I looked at her I could see a pretty and shapely young woman behind her granite exterior. She talked about women getting respect for what they do, instead of what they look like. She went through a lot of exercises showing how to sit and stand, but mostly how to walk Forty-five minutes later, the group of us was. Candy, we have three other bedrooms in the house. You will need one for yourself, although I hope you will sleep often in our bed. Baby, you and Candy handle the what and where. I give you that freedom as her Mistress. You know what will and will not be OK in our house so I feel good having you get her moved in. Candy, your Mistress will lay down her rules to you that will be in line with my expectations. I will let her manage that part of our household on her own. I will only step in. But why do you need...” he started before realization hit him. “That just might work!”Karla was already in motion, rummaging around until she found Luke’s toolbox. Opening it, she shifted some tools around until she found what she was looking for. There were two hammers in the bottom of the toolbox; one was a one-pound ball peen hammer, where the other was a five-pound sledge.“These should do nicely! Do you have a place where we can go and not be noticed by anyone in the house?” Karla. That was all it took. She shrieked, shuttered and came, all at the same time. Her body froze as she sent her hot, wet and thick juices all over my face. Then she started to push me away, breathlessly saying, stop, stop, no more, please, give me a minute. I backed off, leaned in and gave her a big, wet, sloppy kiss, making sure she got a good taste of herself. I then backed away and fell back under the water to rinse off. When I surfaced, I was just floating on my back, relaxing. Well, relaxing.