GoodFellow was glad he hadn't been facing her when she replied. He grinned and stifled a chuckle.  She had a sense of humor and she was bright. What more could a trainer want.<br/><br/>He wondered if she had noticed the older woman. Probably not, those things were subtle sometimes. The person in the next cubical at work might be wearing a butt plug and strict chastity and unless you know what to look for you would never guess.  It was all about subtle.<br/><br/>Certainly not what he was doing with her. And yet in it's own way it was subtle. She was clearly unveiled to the waist, wore elegant nipple clips with a chain, her hands manacled behind her back, her neck displaying a pinch collar and she was led by a chain, but no one asked.<br/><br/>It wasn't polite to ask but more importantly it wasn't comfortable for the asker to ask.  Perhaps afraid of the answer. Perhaps afraid it might connect with something dark and submissive inside of them. Something they did not want to know.<br/><br/>This was part of her education. What people would say, what to expect and how people might react.  Begin her conditioning early, both to his expectation and the different ones of the public. People wore all kinds of collar, some more visible than others.<br/><br/>"Picking up a small package," GoodFellow told her.<br/><br/>The bench was near the corner, and in the shade out of the way. The girl turned her head and smiled as he approached.  He saw her eyes move to the leash and Astrid briefly.  The small package in hand as she stood.<br/><br/>The woman was brunette with fine features. Her dark eyes seemed thoughtful against long flowing curls. She dressed in business casual. A top in basic white with a black blazer and skirt to mid knee.  A gold chain with a gold Triskelon locking pendant at her neck. She looked up to the man with a leash in his hand and averted her eyes as she waited.<br/><br/>GoodFellow spoke first. "Lovely Day, It's good to see you again. I hope Mr. Kapoorah is getting along well."<br/><br/>She brightened, "Sir sends his regards, along with your package," and offered it to him.<br/><br/>GoodFellow put his hand to take it and briefly her eyes met his then looked away. He cock his head curiously.<br/><br/>"Yes?"<br/><br/>"Thank you Mr. GoodFellow," She said blushing.<br/><br/>He was being thanked. She had been a handful until she settled. Now happily owned by a Master who cared for her.  He wasn't about rescuing people that was the job of the fire department and the police. GoodFellow was about training people and finding proper placement for them. So that at some point snow white would permanently move into the seven dwarf's house.<br/><br/>"You are very welcome, Lovely Day, "Tristan said taking the bag. "We must be off, getting the tour and all that. Cheery Bye."<br/><br/>The woman gave a quick glance to Astrid before speaking again. "Bye Mr. GoodFellow."<br/><br/>He turned his attention back to the business at hand.  He gave the leash a tug. "Come."<br/><br/>Stepping off again as he enjoyed the moment. Glad to see his work turn out so well. He signed and made the right turn at the corner.<br/><br/>They would be there quickly now. Time for a few questions if she had any. Then into her room. He wondered if Charlotte had arrived. Astrid and Charlotte as room mates, shy and not so shy.  He grinned thinking about it and knew there would be some sleepless nights ahead.<br/><br/>"Questions so far?" He asked as they headed down the block towards Astrid's dorm building.<br/><br/>