Before I could answer, she went inside. She asked to see a pair of black low heeled pumps, one size larger than the ones I was wearing.When the salesm...an returned with them, she pretended to try them on, and then said, "They're too big for me, Jen, but I'll bet they'd be perfect on you. Go ahead and try them on."I sat down nervously and pulled my dress down over my knees as the salesman, a young man with long hair and an earring, slid one of my shoes off and slipped Angela's selection on my. A touch of colour to accentuate the cleavage and a genourous dusting of gold powder over the bare shoulders were all that was needed.She helped Bob into the black heels and stood him up in front of a mirror. Bob remembers the setting first. " I saw a pink bedroom with rufffles and lace in that mirror. I slowly realized that the woman standing in front of it was me. My legs were long and shapely ending at a cleft that made me want to touch it. I saw the long red nails run over the shiny black. The Empress had already decided that it would be OK for her to talk to her father via communicator whenever she wanted. She would be the first Empress to be able to do so in millennia. His communicator signaled and the Empress asked him if he had found Clara. ‘Yes, we are having a beer together at Mr. Wu’s right now.’ ‘Clara took his phone from him and told her, ‘You are a clever girl and I love you. Your Dad will be fine in Felicity. How are you doing, ceremonies over?’ ‘Except for the party. .I'm not a girl," I stuttered out. "Remember how you said I was going to be your sex-kitten, and do whatever, wear whatever you desired.? Cater to your every whim?" Sharon asked. I gulped and nodded, seeing where this line of questioning was leading. "Well," She continued, "I thought I would let you feel how it wouldbe. You are now my slave...all this holiday weekend. Wait. Your vacation starts Monday, too. I guess you'll be my little slave girl for the whole two weeks." I nearly swooned at.