(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/DaryaAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Darya Lisina</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Arriving at Maya Bay Bar & Café<br/><strong>With:</strong>Valentina Khorkina<br/><br/>I had flown in a couple days ago. The summer was about to start and I was done hibernating in Moscow and London. Most people would spend winter in someplace warm but I enjoyed winter. Today I was going to meet my friend Kaelyn whom I hadn't seen for a couple months now. I had invited her to London a couple times but she has a business to run here so it's hard for her to leave the country.<br/><br/>This morning my slave, Valentina had brought me a good lunch and after we finished it out on the terrace of my penthouse we had taken a long bath. I should explain that my view on slavery is a bit different that most people. I do agree with the slave law in the way that women should be enslaved but I am a fighter for better rights and living standards. Women being tagged, traded or sold and then used as ragdolls was just too much. There was no need for it and I think in doing so humanity had lost a bit of it's dignity.<br/>So my slave was given a lot more rights than most and was probably treated better as well. She had her own room in my houses, she could sleep in a bed, eat normal food. Of course, if I was in the mood, she could have none of that and I could be rather cruel. I had given her a normal nickname, Myshka, and usually told her to wear normal clothes. Today I told her to wear only a translucent black dress (http://images.madeinchina.com/p/039/5053039_0/Charming-Translucent-Lacing-Night-Dress-Black_5053039_0.jpg) and nothing else. She had a good body and I wasn't afraid to show it off to the world.<br/><br/>I was excited about today because first I would see my friend again, then we would buy her a slave and then we would go shopping. Back in England I had heard of a new trend in slave jewelry. It was basically the same as a tattoo only it was laid in crystals and diamond and it wasn't permanent. I had packed a book into my bag to look through some designs for Myshka with Kaelyn and then drove to the restaurant I was going to meet her.<br/><br/>My car really stood out. It had flown in from the UK so first of all there was the different plates. Then there was the colour. Most cars here were silver, white, grey, black so a bright yellow car was special. Also the noise it made was quite special. Myshka sat next to me which proved to be fun at the entrance of the restaurant. The doorman opened the passenger door and then, to his shock, realized that it was a slave. I think he noticed by the collar. By the time he had corrected himself and walked over to my side, I had gotten out and he was in for another shock. My outfit wasn't special. I was just wearing sneakers and jeans and a simple blouse. Simple but sporty. Just how I liked it.<br/><br/>Following protocol I clicked the leash around Valentina's collar and walked inside.<br/><br/><strong>"Hi my friend had made a reservation. I believe she's already here. Miss Richelieu."</strong><br/><br/>The clerk slave immediately blushed bright red and quickly showed me the way. When I saw Kaelyn I waved and we hugged and kissed. I snapped my fingers at Valentina ordering her on her knees. Not because I wanted but because it was etiquette. Slaves shouldn't stand up high in company.<br/><br/><strong>"How are you Kae? It's been so long."</strong><br/><br/>