She almost wished she could do the same. Just curl up on the sofa to some hot chocolate and a good book. That sounded lovely to her right then. Leslie... leaned against the door frame and pushed her straight brown bangs away from her face. At thirty-one years old, she was considered quite pretty, but she never thought of herself in that way. Charles would always compliment her on her looks and she was almost to the point of believing him when he was suddenly taken from her. He had been shoveling. “Yes, Mistress.” I went back to the kitchen setting out our food before I took it to the living room. My pet was already sitting down on the couch, grinning up at me as I came in. “Dinner smells nice, Mistress.” I sat down beside her and we ate dinner as we watched TV. Once we finished I took the plates back to the kitchen before I sat back down. As we continued watching the TV she moved close to me, resting her head on my shoulder. I began stroking her hair as we sat there, until I felt her. Charlotte is there, too sleeping in an easy chair. The sun is coming through the window, and I can see the flowering shrubs in the garden...Jo comes in. "How are you now, Jenny?" she asks. "We were all so worried about you..." Er, ... better than I was ... I've still got this headache and I just feel exhausted ... But, I am so glad to be back ... did the men say anything? Are they still here? Are they coming back?" No," says Jo with a smile, "they are not coming back and they didn't really tell. I got my panties down to my knees and THE WAITER CAME TO THE TABLE WITH THE FOOD!I was mortified! I tried to nonchalantly pull down my skirt as much as possible to make sure he couldn’t see my lady bits as he put the food on the table. I tried let my panties drop down to my ankles but they wouldn’t drop! When the waiter placed the food in front of me, I think he noticed how high my skirt was because he started to stammer a little. Jennie noticed the look at my face so she looked under the table.