Longer than would like to admit - it poskromnichala - Each new pair of boots from him gives me an opportunity to feel like a princess. He puts so much work in lifting standards, so much taste in manufacturing. He likes my legs. Roy, who thought her employer aged man, deprived of any sexual addiction, with these words hardly keep from laughter. Out of courtesy, he merely nodded their heads: - I know that his boots facing very expensive. - They are worth being. - Your husband buys them for you? - I divorced. - You must have a good income from this farmsteads - Roy noticed - This is something like health agencies? Mrs. Gardner adversely swung head: - Not quite.

I ask you. She turned to the door and took the handle. She opened the door, and suddenly a mechanical gudenie that Roy heard before, loudly and clearly to distribute. He realized that the machine, issue such unusual sound, should be in the room. And a moment later he saw her. In the room there were two: a man and a young girl. The girl with hands crossed on the chest sat, elegantly otkinuvshis back chairs, putting one ankle legs stretched forward to another. Her legs were fixed man. He was on his knees, sognuvshis over low leather benches. He had been tied to it by thick leather straps, tied his wrists, ankles, elbows and knees.The belts also crossed his back.

Roth was a man of wide adhesive tape to stick. He was almost naked, not counting the small white thin transparent panty similar to the melting. Myfreepaysite - house footwear. Behind him stood a car. Roy had never seen anything like this. It resembled a miniature crane height of four or five feet, with the metal boom around the yard length. Since the end of arrows hanging attached to it through the joints and springs, two wooden footwear pad. They were wearing the same pair of army boots with high lace soles and thick socks with rounded, which is Kate. These artificial legs continuously caused quick blows to the buttocks men. He squirm, trying to release from its associated provisions.

If his mouth was not to stick, he would be shouted in pain. But his efforts were in vain and, through an adhesive tape was delivered only muffled sounds, reminiscent of those which publishes a dog, biting bone. In contrast, men sat young girl, age younger than Roy. It looks like it was rovesnitsey Angela. She also like to build dense and Angelo smuglostyu skin. She had long black hair, brown eyes and pudgy sponges who sneer helplessness over men. She vytyanula their feet even further approached them to face chnotiau. At its legs were short on sapozhki lacing, with special socks and high heels. Sapozhki were obuty at bosuyu leg.

At the girl wore short dresses, to the breast part of which was also to nail icon with the logo. and named Marcia. Female podtyanula stalk and raised his chair. She approached the car, took his arm, while two sharply clicking on them in advance in calculating the effect of surprise: the frequency and strength of attacks have been increasing. Long boots alternately be read back and forth as two metronome. Vzrevel captive in agony. His tormentress laughed. She prisela to squat in front of a man and his podtsepiv marigold edge tapes, otodrala it. Man vzvyl of pain and opened his mouth, zadyhayas. - Well, number 12! - Asked the girl, trying perekrichat pytochnoy noise machine - What would you like to do with me? Prisoners still could not otdyshatsya.

Before he could answer anything, Marcia again sat on a chair and dissolved laces on their sapozhkah. After a moment both boot were removed. Ranchi bbs - letter miles boy. Under them on the legs girls were wearing socks-poisonous green. She vskochila and became, durachas, to dance in front of captive: - Well, now that you would want to do with me? To take s legs girls fired at the man unexpected impression. It seemed that he forgot about the City of strikes, rattling off its arse and done desperate attempt from escaping. His face pobagrovelo offury: - Ty, little bitch! I killed you! Razvyazhi me! - I have no boots, I have no boots! - Marcia Croon, pritantsovyvaya - I have no boots, but you can not do anything to me! - I vyebu you! I have to strangle you! YaiDevushka podnesla and stopped wearing his leg to his face: - Ponyuhay them! I do not remove these socks from Monday! You know why? I was able to sdelati this is! Not prisazhivayas, she styanula socks with the first one and then the other legs, feet that do not differ purity.

The girl tightly tougher chnotiau big nose and index finger and their zapihnula potnye green socks in his mouth disclosure. He zadyhayas, tried to vyplyunut t hem, but useless. Marcia detached from a large roll adhesive tape two or three fresh strip and to stick to bottom of individuals, men, making all of his unsuccessful attempts osvobolitsya contrario Gag.

All the windows were located very much, and probably consistent with a small room, which housed workers in those distant days when treated with servants are not very polite. Thumbzilla - house footwear. People who want to relax, for their money want to get more comfort. Anyway, the rest of the house was lighted, and ceremonial doors were opened nastezh. Roy, holding a box, went inside. Over the hotel desk sat an attractive young woman with long light hair.

She carefully read the book, which is kept open with both hands. - IzviniteiDevushka raised its head. She had blue eyes, summing densely black pencil. - Order Mrs. Gardner. You can to acknowledge receipt? - Wait a minute - the girl replied. After those words, she continued reading, perevernuv page. Roy noticed that she dochityvaet chapter. Watching the girl immersed in reading, Roy noticed a plastic icon, to nail to her blouse.

At the icon was written her name Kate, but the name has been portrayed over the same mark, which is decorated jackboot Mrs. Gardner: big and small, tread chain. She dochitala chapter and postponed the book: - How order? - Of Houses Footwear - Roy offered her a receipt for delivery. But not the girl took it. Instead, she withdrew from a rack: - Follow me. I am topof you to Mrs.

Gardner. - What line? - Roy outraged - Is it you can not comment? - Are you a brand new, is not it? Never before have not been here? You see, Daviniya - Mrs. Gardner - always happy to see those who work with Mr. Keene. All right. You just have to talk with her and drink tea and cake. But not vzdumayte swearing in her presence! - Warned Kate. The girl moved very quickly, and the time Roy cameon as a staircase, its kabluchki were already at the level of his eyes.

Besides blouses, it was wearing tightly popku get a mini-skirt with a cut cause. At her feet there were no tights, no stockings. Obuchi, it was high, almost to the knees, army boots with thick sole, for lacing, atop which vidnelsya edge of long black socks. But think Roy was chained to the inside of her shoes. At both black skin was the same golden emblem.

- What does it mean? - I apologize? - Girl turned, looking down. What does this mean? - Peresprosil Roy. He thought about offended Angela, sitting in the car, and decided that granting her curiosity, will accelerate reconciliation with her. - Ask the Davinii. They climbed the ladder to the platform from which to begin the long straight corridor, held must go through the building. On both sides of the corridor were doors.

From one woman came out: - Kate! - Your order of the House of Footwear. - Remarkable - said the woman, apparently, Mrs. Gardner. She remained standing at the door, which closed for themselves, and forward Keith Roy missed the corridor. Mrs. Gardner was high enough, a harmonious ash woman with long hair, dark eyes, slightly sharp chin with cavities and a small mouth. Shewas to wrap over in a black silk robe, to tie knot-free zone.

Roy razglyadel under a bathrobe beleyuschee skinny thigh and knee. But below his opinion met on material other than silk. Together with a bathrobe she was black leather boots. Of the province under his heels vidnelis-pins attached to Mrs. Gardner a few more inches height. - So you're new courier Keene mystery? Kate, cook anything. Of course, no alcohol.

We do not want the young man lost his driving licence. - Listen, Mrs. Gardner. Funberry - skandia. Cate went down the stairs, leaving him in the corridor alone with Mrs. Gardner. She took a receipt, but apparently in no hurry to sign it. He told Angela that it would not be a couple of minutes. She will have to wait. - My name is Roy. Mrs. Gardner nodded: - And he recently took you to work? I think I need to talk to you.

I prefer to make sure people working with him. - About me a little can be said. I am just a driver. Mrs. Gardner predosteregayusche raised finger: - You are not just the driver. You - Courier! She said it jokingly, but its closer look do not like Roy. It has been permeated small brown eyes, almost black. She was about forty, and Roy never attracted mature women. And the thing was not only that Roy had not experienced great desire to talk with this woman, but also in a weak sound, which was delivered from a room corridor.

Obsessive, recurring muted sound, similar to the sound of running machine - may be washing, or maybe a small lathes. Roy could not pinpoint because he was not totally like either one or the other. He tried to guess what would it could be. Mrs. Gardner had violated the protracted pause in th e conversation. - Mister Kean - my very close friend. I know him for many years.

They trahalis on the grass. Roy was on top, but obutye Angela feet in boots, skreschnnye to him on the back, compresses it as a giant two fingers fantastic. Boots, push them, embrace their stronghold, poskripyvanie their skin in tact movement phone, manage their soitiem. Several times Roy was on the brink, and only the timely weakening grip of leather restraints and gave him strength to continue. Only after Angela experienced orgasm two, but can, and all three times, he was allowed too konchiti Meanwhile finally stemnelo.

Highly fire in the sky bright stars, when Roy and Angela started to collect their scattered clothing. Angela has found its quite rapidly and its process of dressing took no more than a minute. U Roy Pouch gathering details of his costume took more time because he too often look at the girl who, with zdezdnom light prohazhivalas slowly on the road, cross hands on the chest: tired, vspotevshaya and fairly, to enjoy the sensation, who gave her obutye boots.

Now Roy noticed that although the boots well come Angela feet in size, but were clearly not merged for women with such complete their feet, especially in the thighs. Milkmanbook - house footwear. Note that Roy did not think and criticize Angela legs. - You would be better village in a car - he yelled Angela - I now come and help you removethem.

- Yes, boss - dreamy replied Angela. Sev in the car and firmly grasp the seat, she obediently to his team raised the feet alternately so that it withdrew its boots. Roy put them back in a box. - They were packed so that it can not immediately see a gold emblem - suggest Angela - interesting, that means. Roy tried to compile in mind something obscene phrase of words beginning with those letters, but he has nothing happened,and he only pozhal shoulders.

Mrs. Gardner ordering packed in a box and put it on the rear seat, they went farther proselochnoy on the road, along which there were no lights, no luminous windows of houses. Relax, Angela with open eyes sat silently next to Roy, otkinuvshis back. Roy was good, but it was drowsiness. He drove the machine, somewhat belatedly reacting to the road, his eyelids suddenly otyazheleli. But there was no other road vehicles, and they left us only a few miles to reach the manor Lokvud.

* Victoria raised their hands, interrupting Mr. Kean. - Where did you learn all this? - She asked. - I am referring to the details. - Roy told Miss. He had not concealed anything. We can say that drove him to make a full confession. - Recognition? - Peresprosila Victoria. - Vynudil? Who? - If you will allow me to continue, mission-Yes, go ahead - allowed the Victoria.

* Usadbu they saw a few minutes before it arrived. It was a big country house with many rooms, built eighty or a hundred years ago. He was impressed at Angelo. She villages in the chair and began to look through the windscreen on approaching the house. - It is here, Roy? What big house. As her name, Gardner? It must be very rich to live here. - It receives money from their guests - Roy answered, do not hesitate. - Ready to argue that it does not remain vnaklade.

He turned the car into the gate and reduce their speed on long usypannoy gravel alley. Their dark silhouette against a backdrop of sky high chateau. It was built of red bricks, potemnevshego of time. - Roy, look here! - Where? - The windows on the upper deck - Angela nagnulas at his place and facing forward to see the better. - At their shutters, and all of them locked. There, noone can live.

- Maybe now low season. - In mid-summer? Roy pozhal shoulders. He stopped the car and go sobioralsya when noticed that Angela is going to do the same. He stopped her, putting his hand on it: - Ty podozhdesh me here. - Well-at-a, Roy - poiznesla it, not the uprashivaya, not that demanding. - How can I not go with you. I want to look at the house from inside. - No, - cut off Roy. - I'll pick just inside for a couple of minutes.

You are not invited. So be good to do what you fought, and wait for me here. He is tired and wanted to stop the dispute, which has not yet managed to play as it should. He succeeded, Angela silent. She nadula sponges and offended the eyes looked like Roy picked up a box of Mrs. Gardner ordering and selecting from a car. Now, insisted on his, Roy felt a little guilty before Angela for their rudeness. He decided that apo logize to her on the way to the city. He looked at the big dark house and convinced that Angela was right about the last floor. In the light of stars, he distinguishes between a number of small windows, none of whom behind closed wooden shutters is not burning light.