She did her hair and make up and then went out to get dressed.Hanging in the armoire was a nice dress she had packed. She put it on along with a pair ...of high heels and the jewelry Rick's friend was loaning her.Taking one last look in the mirror, Shelley reflected on how much she had changed over the past few days. Even she noticed that she looked happier. And it wasn't just because she was getting mind-blowing sex from Rick.It was because she was getting attention from Rick. She was being. ‘These are great!’ John claimed trying a hot dog and waving his hand before his face to indicate they were hot. ‘Oh, nothing special,’ Mandy allowed. ‘I’m an okay cook but these are just so good and easy.’ ‘They’re great to people that have lived on fish for months,’ Em announced. ‘Yeah, that had to be tough,’ Nick agreed. ‘It sure was,’ Em continued. ‘I didn’t even like seafood when we were stranded there.’ ‘Oh, gosh. I would have starved before eating fish every day,’ Mandy confessed. ‘You’d. I thanked her and took a sip. It was a straight espresso and perhaps the best I’d ever tasted.“Mmm. That’s good,” I said without thinking. “I mean ... I think I ordered an Americano but this is fine anyway. Thank you.”“Funny, when you were here the other night you ordered an espresso. I must have gotten the drinks confused,” she answered.“I’ve never been in here before,” I said.“You’re good but I’m psychic,” she said. Not another Mrs. Prior, I hoped. “You don’t have a man’s aura about you and. However, looking at all of the disheartening options quickly had me looking at the stories that Daddy had sent me, and my attention wavered in spite of my public setting. I was there for maybe an hour, in a secluded corner, when I got a text from Daddy."Good morning, slut. I trust you've rested up and will be ready for another lesson soon. Perhaps even today, hmm?"I squirmed in my seat at the implications, but my anxiety from my living situation kept me from succumbing to the lust completely in.