MIRIAM<br/><br/>I did enjoy watching Ari operating. Smooth and self-assured, quick witted in any situation. I enjoyed watching him do this almost as much as I enjoyed looking down at his grinning face when I knelt astride him with his thick length penetrating me as I squatted slowly down...<br/><br/>Things were moving on, step one would happen soon, either voluntarily (though our bratty little charge didn't yet give any appearance of undressing herself) or involuntarily which was always my preference. We'd doubtless need a setting to conduct stage two shortly.<br/><br/>I stepped around Claudia in her seat and beckoned to Mio. The little darling was attentive as ever, watching me closely for instructions.<br/><br/><strong>"Mio my pretty, run along to the ballroom and prepare the winch, spreader and the floor fixings. Get the usual instruments from the store. We'll be with you shortly."</strong><br/><br/>Returning to my desk I simply ignored Claudia, Ari was dealing with that little problem. Girls at Miss Baudelaire's got one chance and one chance only. Claudia's had come and gone. I sat in my seat and called up the maid's day office on the intercom.<br/><br/><strong>"Madam Baudelaire here, we have a lesson for both girls to watch, please would one of you inform them at once and have them attend upon me in the ballroom. Thank you."</strong>It always paid to be polite to the lesser staff, they appreciated the authority of course but simple manners went a long way towards a happy and efficient business.