The boots had five inch heels and were part of the suit, laced tightly from the toes to the tops of her thighs, where they joined smoothly at the hip.The boots had five inch heels and were part of the suit, laced tightly from the toes to the tops of her thighs, where they joined smoothly at the hip. There was some kind of black fitting nestled in her crotch, but he couldn't figure out what it was. "Really, Mandy, it's the nicest outfit you own," Flora added, "you know I love to see it on you. But you should have asked me to help, I know how difficult those laces are." "I managed, as you can see," Mandy replied primly. "I'm glad you like it, Jason," she added, heading for the bar. She picked up her drink and sniffed it. "Stolychnaya? " she inquired of Flora. "Of course. With white pepper, the way you like it. Shall we toast our guest, mistress?" "But yes!" Mandy exclaimed, "Here's to Jason, may his latex never lose its shine, and may he love all that he learns here!" Mandy drained the slender vodka glass at a gulp and sighed. |