She was still dressed in her field uniform of top, shorts and shoes, her clothing unmarred. Her survival of Zack’s paintballs gave her the honored p...osition of Mistress for the remainder of the weekend. She greeted the hunter escorting his third and final quarry. ‘Zack, I’m Sarah. I am an Air Police non-com. I am also now your special hostess and the Mistress for the Day over these bitches. Let me put this last one away. Then we will begin the punishment party.’ She motioned for the topless. “It feels so, so new… I don’t know how to explain it.” “So you are happy with everything?” Jerry smiled. “Oh hell yeah, I don’t know how I could thank you.” Sam knelt down and gave the short imp a tight hug. “It’s my pleasure; only thing I need is just a finger prick for blood to seal the deal.” Jerry turned the table up and pointed to a small little round notch in the side. “Just a quick prick, like a diabetes tester.” Sam nodded and put a finger in the spot and winced as a quick little poke. She let out a sigh. "No. I probably won't be seeing him either." How come?" Because my ther****t and Dr. Rossii are close friends. They used to be roommates together. It would be extremely awkward meeting with my ther****t again after everything that happened with Dr. Rossii." So what are you going to do?" I asked. "Are you going to find another ther****t?" I haven't decided yet. But for now, we should enjoy all of this food." Good call mom."I grabbed a muffin that she freshly baked and took a. But she’d given me three little clues, so that was something.I sighed. “Okay. I understand.”I was frustrated and cross but there was no point saying that, so I didn’t.Tara was crying so I stopped talking and sat there rubbing her back and giving her what comfort I could. Despite worrying about Tara, I was still watching Mischa. I wasn’t completely sure that she was sleeping so I ran my other hand gently up and down her arm, trying to make her feel reassured. Somehow, despite her own distress,.