Up Too Late.... Out too Early

The (relatively) frantic pace continues here at the UCTMW World HQ....

Mistress was out a little later than normal last night for a Board meeting.

But you can rest assured that she had her worship when she returned home, still in a paid of those tricked out peek-a-boo tights to facilitate the ritual. (Of course, the door had to be closed and the sounds stifled to protect those delicate ears of the sullen teen).

There was another ritual while Slave prepared dinner.... hunting for a cat who somehow escaped into the night. Poor Mistress had to peal off her tights to allow her to crawl under the porch to facilitate the rescue. Would not want to tear those suckers!

We knew there was an early wake-up call this morning for yet another one of those unbearable 8 am meetings, back at the stuffy business club we visited the other night. But alas. at around 1 am the text messages started chiming into Mistress's I-phone in box.

It was sullen teen #2, angsting out over in Europe on matters I won't bore you with. Of course it was morning there. Time for her to go to school. What better time to reach out to sleeping parents and remind them of their obligation to sooth and coddle you?

Argh.

Of course, after efforts to skype and a brief conversation with her, her feathers were smoothed, while Mistress and her Slave were wide awake (it's 2 am or later by now).

"Should we have sex, Slave?"

That seemed like a very good plan.  and it did get us back to sleep for a while.

But now.... oops. Running out of time, and need to wake Mistress for her early curtain call.

The Slave from River City reserves the right to revise and extend his remarks at a later date.