<strong>Roger</strong><br/><br/>I smirked and regained my composure with military discipline.<strong>"You do like a good pampering, don't you,"</strong>I winked,<strong>"Lucky Mio. I think little Snitches could fill her dainty shoes, given enough practice. So much... potential."</strong>I rubbed my hands dramatically and stretched out my arms and legs satisfiedly, stroking Miriam's thighs and groin teasingly with my toes for a moment before getting up.<br/><br/><strong>"I'd better see if my shirt's ironed then and get my trousers out of the press. They need pampering even if I don't. Need a hand?"</strong><br/><br/>I offered my nubile companion a hand up and got out of the tub's tempting waters, taking a fluffy white towel with the school crest off a small table by the side. Somewhat showily, I briskly towelled myself dry. Miriam seems to like my muscles.<strong>"Well then Miriam, I look forward to seeing your latest cocktail dress cockteasing your humble servants,"</strong>I chuckled, kissing her lips with a playful little bite and groping her breast farewell before retiring to my humble suite.<br/><br/>There, I tossed the towel on the floor to be disposed of by a maid before I was back. My white suit trousers were warm and immaculately pressed, and a joy to pull on with a fresh pair of satin boxers. I selected my freshly dry cleaned white suit jacket and a neat white shirt with a yellow tie to complete the look. Black and blue suits remind me too much of dress uniform to be my usual choice. I went downstairs to the ballroom to mix some stiff mojitos and sat down with one at the piano, to amuse myself with The Well Tempered Clavier until dinner. Those who heard me would get the hint and perhaps get a move on.<br/><br/>