He got up and went into the kitchen. Returning with a yardstick, he poked at Bunny to make him move. Hissing loudly, he did, revealing that the keys w...ere not under that chair.This left the couch. At first he saw nothing under the couch, it was too dark. Another quick trip to the kitchen for a flashlight was a big help.The first thing he saw was Toby at the back of the couch, by the wall.John, swinging the yardstick in the space available, slapped the kitten on the head several times. The kitten. Angela gasped as she saw Janet before her in the impossibly high boots and arms encased in the rich soft k**skin leather.“Worship me slave!”, Janet commanded.With robotic compliance, Angela lay herself prostrate before the towering boots of Janet and proceeded to kiss, lick and worship Janet's legs. Her mouth worked itself into a frenzy tasting the soft leather boots, using her own leather gloved hands along the calves and thighs to massage the legs of her mistress.Eyes closed, Janet kneaded. Since last speaking to Scott, she had started to notice him more and more, trying to figure out what kind of person he was and if they would match. At the same time she was annoyed at herself for being so affected by a mere man. She was just like the rest of her female friends, she thought. Just because he was attractive, she let him treat her the way he wanted. But at the same time it was nice to feel like a real woman for a change, instead of just being a co-worker and one of the guys.. This story isn’t related to our swinging exploits as it happened way before I even knew Ted and although I did have a boyfriend at the time it was nothing serious. I was 20 and studying at university and, as most people did at the time, did a variety of jobs to fund myself through my studies.On a Thursday evening I worked in a bar which suited me as Friday’s I had no lectures to got to so wasn’t bothered about having a late evening. As a result of working in the bar I also landed a small.