My mistress seemed to relax a bit more on her throne, my hands beginning to apply a bit more pressure to her beautiful foot. As my hand continued on h...er left foot, her right foot slid back onto my shoulder. My mistress placed her right foot back against my bearded face, and began to gently rub the sole of her foot against my face again.“You take good care of your beard, slave,” Mistress Mimosa complimented.“Thank you, Mistress Mimosa,” I replied, having her right foot against my face and her. ”Me: Lol.Kahan gyi?Her:Raat ko usually nei daalte.Lol.Me:I wish I could see you.Her:Wtf!What do you mean?LolMe:Arrey not because of that..I wanted to see you bas.Her: You’ll see me.Soon.Me: So let’s come back to the previous topic.Lol.Her:Hahahahah..Thoda jldi nei ho rha sab?Me: Dude we’re adults..normal h.So what are you wearing?Her: Black tank top, shorts and…Me: And?Tell in detail?Her: Blue panties..with white dots..lolMe: I wanna see you in it.*emojis*Her: Maybe?But thode efforts. What a sweetheart.It will be a while before we stay at any lodging as nice as the Grand Floridian.Claire and I had passed on the news from the WDC to the rest of the ladies, who were amazed that the WDC had been so nice to say the things they’d said about all of us.That made me start thinking about going back to the stricter standards of the NDCA and the WDC; but right now, we had to think about our next city in Florida.Sarah called a C-Cask meeting in their room.“Charles, as much as I enjoy. Little stores with bars on the windows lined the street. There was a little trash here and there, but it wasn't the kind of filth that one found in a truly impoverished neighborhood. A few stores were freshly painted, but more than one had paint peeling. Not all of the stores had permanent signs that described the business inside. Some stores had signs that were written on cardboard using a black marker and taped to the window. This was the kind of neighborhood in which people knew the.