ITo me it created a nicer design effect that way. Then, on top of the velvet fabric I placed a rather large, and flat, oval-shaped black glazed platte...r, of the sort that one might serve a Thanksgiving turkey dinner. The entire set-up was up against one of the rooms walls, on which I had hung a large framed mirror. The over all effect, for me at least, was one of mystery, solemnity, and yet unmistakably exciting because of that! My young slaves seemed to feel the way.Once Andrew and I were in. Her eyes are closed and I try to imagine what color they are. Yellow-brown, like the earthy pigment of raw sienna, or a crystal blue like the open waters of the Mediterranean. Wide and wondrously inquisitive, reticent when she wants them to be, but boisterous and unafraid.I slide my middle finger inside me, trapping my swelling clit under the butt of my palm, pressing. My other hand pulls my shirt up, just enough to crescent over the top of my tits. Now bare and exposed, I take pleasure in the. Vin entered the kitchen and saw the cook turn towards him."Looking good, Mr. Angiolini," the cook said with a laugh."Feeling good, Louis," Vin lied while Jean and Monica entered thekitchen behind him.Their movement into the kitchen caught Gillian's attention. In a matterof seconds, she entered the kitchen as well with a waitress in tow."Howdy, girls?" Gillian asked as she looked Vin over."Are we going western?" Jean asked Gillian with a smile.Gillian grinned as she replied, "If I could get. I tried to make no noise. Grabbing some clothes to put on I head back into the living room to get dressed. Since it was Saturday I really didn’t have any plans. I was going to just get in a walk. But I can’t leave until she wakes up. I turned on the tv and just flip around to see if there is anything to watch as I wait for her to get up.Checking to see if she had awaken yet. I slowly opened the door. I could see that she was still sleeping and she had moved some of the covers to expose her.