“Sort of like the self-discipline you’re trying to teach me?”
“Similar in some ways. Xxnx “Your turn?”
She watched as I emptied my bladder, then she started the water for her shower. “No. No, I guess it really doesn’t.” She paused for a moment then added, “Maybe it’s the shave, but she doesn’t look a day over eighteen.”
Michelle started to confirm, but I bumped her knee. I heard another whisper and watched as it appeared Michelle unzipped her dress. Michelle slid to the floor and knelt next to Susan. “Assume the position here.” I pointed and Susan lay across the foot pad and I tied her feet also. Michelle stepped against my back, “Do you really think I’m that beautiful?”
“Yes, Michelle, I really do. Please?”
I turned the chair to the side table, today clear of any work and bent her back onto it.
