(Hey, people, thanks for your patience, and sorry about the wait. Had to make it worth waiting for! Darlantan.)nnFire and Ice 3. The Gathering.nnThe doorbell was so commonplace that Kendra almost laughed. The cowbell gave a jangle as they pushed through the door. There was a young girl, barely out of school, taking orders by the counter. Kendra's eyes darted around at the other people in the diner, but if they were Centre plants, they were good ones. Nearly to a man and woman, they looked up and then after a cursory glance at her breasts or at Scott, they looked away. Except for a man in the back corner, who didn't even bother to look up, but instead concentrated on his mug. nnScott grunted as the young girl smiled charmingly at him. "Take a place anywhere, hon, and I'll be with you in a sec." The big cryogenic sniffed and lifted his chin towards the man at the back of the room. "We're here for him. To meet." The girl nodded and smiled, revealing a frightening lack of thought. "Well, when you're ready, you just come for me, okay?"nnKendra raised an eyebrow, and the waitress looked her up and down, a hungry light flashing through her eyes for a moment. Then she winked.

At about four p. yesterday, I discovered I'd left my design portfolio on the kitchen counter. I was supposed to meet with the board of directors at 5:30 and if I didn't have that portfolio, I was screwed. So I called my wife, Alora, and begged her to bring it to me. nnLet me just say—I have an amazing wife. Alora is a gorgeous brunette with a killer body and a sweet, bubbly personality. She works from home as a graphic artist. Asking her to leave in the middle of the day is definitely a big inconvenience. However, she good-naturedly agreed and I hung up the phone with a smile on my face. nnWhile I waited for Alora I did as much preparation for the big meeting as I could without having the portfolio in my hand. I was completely focused on my presentation outline when she walked into my office. Wrenching myself away from my notes, I was shocked to see what my wife was wearing. nnShe had on a short, tight minidress in shiny metallic fabric, tall clear heels and a long, loose coat with a fur collar. Her voluptuous breasts were buoyant and round under the thin fabric and I could clearly see both erect nipples. My cock rose in my pants as I stared at her long, strong legs and the sexy stripper shoes. Alora carefully slipped the coat off and draped it on a chair. She was holding my portfolio. nn"Hi baby," my wife said casually. "Here's your file." Speechless, I walked over and kissed her deeply.

Liz was so shocked at what Helen and Alex were asking her that she almost dropped her glass on the floor. The couple was staring intently but trying not to pressure her with their faces, making for awkward expressions. Liz didn't notice, as she could not look either of them in the eye for a moment. "I'm sorry," her eyes stared at the table, "I must not have heard you correctly." nn"Yes, you did," a matter of fact statement typical of Helen. "Meet us here, at this time, or don't." Helen slipped Liz a card with a list of time, place, and all sorts of instructions on dress and preparation. The very last item Liz's eyes scanned over was titled "safeword: ___", followed by the words "don't forget it!" That told Liz she had definitely heard them right. nn"Any questions?" Alex asked.nn"Can we negotiate this first?" Liz wanted to make sure the things she really didn't want to do would not be included. Unfortunately Helen and Alex did not grant her such a privilege. nn"Be there or not," Helen reiterated, a sweet smile spreading into her soft voice. "No more questions." Then, to Alex, "it's time to go." As Alex stood to leave he smiled at Liz then gave all his attention back to his wife. nnLiz thought she had heard him whisper, "Yes Mistress," but she couldn't be sure. As they stood up to go Liz was reminded how tall 5'9 was looking at Alex, and how short 5'3 was looking at Helen.