Allison, anonymous behind her mask and wig was sitting in an armchair watching him. June was standing beside her.“I think you know what’s expected...,” June said quietly. “Please don’t be concerned by my guest.”“No, of course, no Mistress,” Lionel’s stuttered response betrayed the way in which his expectations of the evening session had already been disturbed. Allison watched him closely, fascinated by the way he was reacting to instructions that were, on the face of it, simply polite. No Fred.I texted Fred asking if he was in the limo could he come now. If not, don’t worry we’ll see him at 11. He texted right back that he was on the way. I called the gals and told them to hurry up as Fred would be here shortly.It took only a few minutes before two beautiful women came out to the dining room each kissing me.“Wow! Just look at how beautiful you both look. I've got to be careful, otherwise, I'd be dragging you both back down to the bedroom.” I say smiling."Daddy, you can't drag. My Dad always left shortly after four in the afternoon.I realized something while I was waiting around and I asked John about it. "Shouldn't we be packing our bags?" We don't need a thing. Everything will be provided," he replied.It seemed like the clock was standing still. Sometimes it felt an hour had passed and it was only five minutes since the last time I looked.Finally the clock chimed three. One hour to go. Just think of the last hour of school before summer vacation starts and multiply. Have you popped the question?”“No. Not yet.”“Are you going to?”“We haven’t discussed getting engaged, but I think we both know it’s the direction we’re headed.”“Just so there’s no doubt -- I would consider it an honor and a privilege to call her my daughter-in-law. Your dad feels the same way. She’s a lovely girl.”“Thanks, Mom.”Nichelle stepped into the kitchen in jeans and a pullover turtleneck. “Good morning,” she said.“Nichelle,” his mom said, “sweetheart, how are you feeling today?”“Better..