I leaned in, and kissed her softly. She held her lips against mine until I pulled back and said, “We should probably get going.”She looked taken a...back, and said, “Al-... Alright.”As we walked back to the car, she spoke up.“Do you mind if I stay over your place tonight? I don’t want to be alone.”I smiled slightly. “Of course you can.”We got back into the car, and I drove home. After we had gotten inside, we walked towards my living room.“Would you like something to drink? Water, or a glass of. Once in the shower room we lined up with Marina 1 at the beginning of theline and myself Natalya 11 at the end. As the water flowed over our nakedbodies each slave was washed by the others in numerical order. It wasclear that Marina 1 was the Alpha drone and being last I was the Omegadrone, which I willingly accepted. The washing was careful and delicatebut not of a sexual nature. Without, "Playtime" instructions from ourMistress our only purpose was to purify our bodies of all sweat andfluids.. Wall Street was down, way down and nestled snugly in the hustling, bustling shelter of commercial buildings and mysterious churches and cemeteries.History was hidden in the city between two rivers.Supposedly, Manhattan Island was bought for the sum of twenty-four dollars from ignorant Indian tribes by a bunch of scheming Dutchmen.Strangely, the Indians considered the unsmiling Dutchmen a bunch of losers because the magical mirrors and the sparkling beads were obviously much more valuable than. Janis squealed. Oh! Baby the family that loves together stays together. Janis went into the kitchen where Diann and Angela were making bacon, eggs and pancakes for breakfast. Diann looked at her mom. Is Sandra alright, Mom? Janis grinned. You should ask her that question. Sandra showered, dressed and joined the others in the kitchen where she had a breakfast plate waiting for her. Diann and Angela watched her enter the kitchen with a big happy smile and a bounce in her step. They looked at.