Of course, it might be one of her parents who found the note, instead of Paula, and he didn’t know if they would give it to her. How much had she to...ld them about the breakup? Did they even know the children had been a couple at all?Still, he had to chance it, so he wrote the note, folded it into the proper aerodynamic shape, and launched it across the fence. He stood there, staring as if he were trying to use X-ray vision or something, and then turned to go back into the house.After breakfast. In fact, I think it is the opposite of normal. A flash of worry crosses my face, and before I can change the look she catches it. "Daddy? Is everything okay??" She mouths softly, her eyebrows raised in curiosity. I nod and smile at her softly before standing up and carrying my plate to the sink. Clearing off the table and putting away the leftover food. "Is there, uh, anything you'd like to do? Or do you just want a little space babe?" I ask her. "I think I'm good just hanging out dad, I'll let. "I don't mind what I eat but I am rather hungry. My afternoon exercises have given me quite an appetite," he said looking at me. I glanced at him and he had a smile on his lips."Will The Hungry Horse be OK?" I asked."Sounds good to me."I pulled into the car park of The Hungry Horse public house and brought the car to a stop. We entered the pub and I noticed that it was quite empty. We sat at a table and a waitress brought us a menu. I chose a chicken and bacon salad and David ordered a medium. Her learning would continue until she had worked herway through all of the pairs of shoes on the rack.Samantha could not quite figure out what that meant nor why MistressMonica said that she wondered if her new sissy slave had counted the pairsof shoes. That would soon be very important to Sissy Sammy. A pair ofheavy ear covers with plugs that extended into each ear soon broughtsilence to Samantha's darkened world. Now she could not see, hear or evenmove.Samantha felt her shoes being.