I would take out the six inch platform stilettos and the thigh boots. The pink thigh boots that go with one outfit and the white ones that go with ano...ther. I would take out my pvc basque and my gorgeous white lace one. I would try the red one on with the tiniest little g-string and stockings, before settling on a cream and peach corset that laced up at the back. I would roll on the pretty white lace topped stockings and attach them to the suspenders and slip on the white six inch heels. I would. “I guess, they are kinda anxious to see you strip dance. “You gonna try and get a lot of points tonight?” Willoughbe knew the canned question would put the girl on the spot. If she said yes, he would come back with a remark about her being anxious to spend the night with a master. If you said, no, he would counter with, then I guess you’d sooner return to the punishment room. Either way he had her trapped.Sue deftly avoided the trap by coming up with an evasive answer.“Yeah, I guess so cuz I. Now I'm an assassin. Inoticed blood under my fingernails and started crying. There was adifference seeing Natasha's memories, and actually pulling the trigger.Part 21It was about seven hours later and nearly three in the morning when thetruck came to a stop. I jumped out the back of the truck and orientedmyself. I was on the outskirts of St. Petersburg. Natasha had a smallapartment here, but it was likely under surveillance by now as it wasknown by the Sukhoputnyye Voyskia. I needed a disguise.. Knocking on the door, I clinched my bag to me and waiting nervously. I had never been to a teacher's house before, it almost felt like being sent to the principals office. It was like that feeling that you had done something wrong. Now was time for my punishment, or something along those lines. “Hey Imogen,” Mr. Thomas said with a smile as he opened the front door. I was a little taken back for a second. At school he was generally in nice dress type clothes and overly done. Now he was in a pair.