<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=80757.msg3608808#msg3608808">Quote from: kaz on 09-09-2010, 18:10:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em>Harriet, Master Bedroom</em><br/><br/>Harri looked up at the voice and smiled, standing.  She ahd been at her dressing table, brushing her hair, "Alex girl, I was wondering where you were" she said, smiling, "I think  Emma is looking for you, but whilst your here, be a darling and come and sort my hair out, I want something sexy and sleek" she told her, giving her a look.  "Oh and strip please, I do like looking at you" she told her, pulling her close for a passionate kiss and a squeeze of her arse.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Lexi smiled at Harriet as she walked in.  She liked the woman.  She would have to, to do this kind of 'work' for them, she had no reason to take it otherwise.  Sure the money was nice, but Alexandra wasn't so down on her luck she had no choice.  She liked getting paid for being a bad girl, that's all.<br/><br/>"Naked hairdressing, that's a new one," Alex said as she peeled off her tanktop and tossed it to the side. Though she made much of her living dancing, she sometimes liked to just get down to business.  Reaching behind her she undid her bra and wiggled out of it, watching Harriet the whole time.<br/><br/>"So what's on the menu this weekend?" she asked casually.  She wasn't diffident as a good slave should be, she knew.  But she never worried about that until someone decided to make a point of it.  And even then she was mouthy.  Alexandra made quick work of her jeans, stripping them down and standing in her black lace panties. She kept those on, for whatever reason.<br/><br/>Her hands went straight into Harriet's hair, parting it the way she liked best and considering, watching her mistress's eyes in the mirror.