" Nana, having removed everything, rolled her clothing up, then eyed the roll, grimacing, before turning and walking slowly to the recycler and dumpin...g it. People parted before her and tended to close after, but she made it back to me unmolested. Smiling crookedly, Nana said, "Actually, I'm somewhat pleased that you think I look good enough to join you in this -- you certainly would not have wanted me to a week ago..." You look better than me," the original woman grumbled."Your sponsor will no. Erotic tension, and something more as well, maybe some kind of shared guilt. She didn’t care what they were really up too, she was sure that whatever it was wasn’t a threat to her, no doubt it was kinky, but private . Well, she liked kinky. She had always walked on the wild side, had been doing drugs and taboo sex way back in the late fifties before it became fashionable. Her ex-husband had once been hip too, but after marriage he thought they should grow up and become respectable citizens and. Shrugging off the blouse, she dropped it to the floor before tugging down her jeans. She stood in front of her Master in a small black lace thong and sheer bra. Her Master smiled. “Retrieve your leather collar with the loops and studs.” Carmelle padded across the room to the aptly named toybox, kneeling in her stilettos, she opened the leather trunk. She selected the collar in question and returned to stand before her Master. He took the collar from her with a smile, “Kneel for your Master.”. The temperatures continue to drop. Monday morning the weather charts all show a huge storm centre slowly moving south from Canada. At one in the afternoon Harriet calls to let Mort know she’s putting out the alert. As the town mayor she has a duty to warn the people as well as her family. Mort immediately puts his family on alert and they start organising to house a lot of guests. The kids will camp in the family room and the parlour so the spare air mattresses are set up.Noises at the back.