Another Day at the Mall (closed; dom)

[scribe_m]

Jacqueline relished the power of surveying her land. Or, more accurately, when she and her other investors, took over this listless lumbering Chicago mall, she was pleasantly satisfied at how well she could it around. The position, of course, had many benefits, the least of which were the retail perks that could accommodate her immodest appetite for dress, the greater of which was her interest in... more. Now, normally, she would infrequently be seen in her infamous -- at least to the retailers -- red suit. It complimented the red hair she wore in a bun, and matched the low glasses that she wore. But today was her day off. This was good, and bad, in a way. Sort of the same way a large cat selecting a meal from a herd of deer was bad for only one of the deer.

And Jacqueline was bored. This was not a good thing, for it merely whet her appetite for something succulent. A juicy succulence for her to sink her lips into. Several days ago, she spotted a new hire at Gary's Shoe Store. I guess, she thought to herself, I need a pair of shoes. Not that she really needed them. For today, she wore her tight black corset-based top, with the straps to just allow her to be acceptably noticed within the shopping mall. She had a flowing ruffled, almost Victorian skirt, that still allowed peeking of her subtly fishnet, but offhandedly hosed legs. Her black gloved hands, red lipstick, and suave black hat complimented the package. Overdressed, but perhaps necessarily so. She smiled as it was the new saleswoman's hours. She entered Gary's Shoe store, and sat down.

"Why, hello, Alfred. Pleasant day today."

Alfred's eyes popped open. "Don't hurt me."

"Why Alfred, I wouldn't hurt you at all. But I do believe you have a new saleswoman, and I would like for her to attend to me."

"Are you going to hurt her?"

Jacqueline smiled a bit. "If she's lucky."

[chojudy588]

I would like for her to attend to me."

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[Jenn1982]

Cali came out of the back room, a stack of shoe boxes in her arms. She'd been stocking shoes for almost an hour now and was dying to sit down for a couple minutes. She didn't want to have Alfred get mad at her though, she'd been working here for less than a week and really wanted to keep her job. Even with the partial scholarship she'd received college was not cheap and Cali couldn't afford to lose this job. She'd had a hard enough time finding a job that had hours that wouldn't conflict with her classes, she didn't want to have to try again. Plus she had found she actually liked this job. It wasn't her dream job but it was fun and she'd found that shoes could be more fun than just things to keep your feet comfy when you were out. And she didn't have to dress up too much which was nice because she didn't have to change between work and classes. Today she had on black slacks and a rose colored blouse, her long auburn hair was pulled back in a ponytail.

As she walked towards the front of the store she noticed that Alfred was talking to a woman with striking red hair. For a second Cali thought Alfred looked nervous but she quickly dismissed the thought. Alfred had worked here for years and she was sure he was used to dealing with all kinds of customers.

[scribe_m]

Alfred could be seen spazzing out, sweating, and generally collapsing like a house of badly played playing cards under Jacqueline's will. Armed with the first $20 bill he had seen in a lifetime, he merrily tromped his way to the food court, as Jacqueline waved (or brushed off) an indifferent bye-bye. An audible *click* came from the entrance door and... weren't the front curtains opened awhile ago?

In any case, Jacqueline smiled at the young lady, and sat down in one of the chairs. She was, indeed, dressed quite fashionably, as if she made an effort to do so. She wore polished shoes, with spiked black heels, showing off her feet and legs, adorned with diaphanous black stockings. Her legs were crossed. The dress flowed over one of her legs, as if to conceal them in propriety. Yet the black dress was split up the side, allowing the viewer to see not only her gorgeous legs, but the underside of the dress, subtle ruffles of white. Her hosiery was attached to her undergarments with suspenders, and the split dress allowed one to just imagine what was underneath.

"I would like to see some shoes," Jacqueline said. "Alfred speaks highly of your judgment, so let me agree with him and let you service me. Perhaps we should start with removing one of my shoes and hearing your opinion."

[Jenn1982]

Cali watched as Alfred left the store and she was pretty sure she heard the click of the lock. She had never seen Alfred close the store down for just one customer. If that was the case and this woman was a special customer she wasn't sure at all why he'd left her to take care of the woman, she'd only worked her a matter of days. Still she knew better than to ignore a customer, regardless of what she was doing so she set the boxes of shoes down and made her way over.

"Hello Ma'am, my name is Cali, how may I help you?"

"I would like to see some shoes, Alfred speaks highly of your judgment, so let me agree with him and let you service me. Perhaps we should start with removing one of my shoes and hearing your opinion."

Cali nodded, blushing slightly at hearing the part about Alfred, and got down on her knees. She looked at the woman's shoes as she began taking one off and noticed how hight the heels were. They were beautiful shoes, daring and black and sexy, the kind of shoes that Cali would contemplate getting before realizing it would be silly, she had nowhere to wear such shoes and likely she would fall off of the shoes. As she slipped the shoes off Cali couldn't help but notice the woman's skirt had a long slit up one side. She noticed the woman was wearing stockings and a garter belt. She quickly brought her eyes back down to the shoe she now held in her hand. She took a few moments to study it before speaking.

"These are lovely shoes. I can think of a couple pairs we have here that you might like. There is also a pair of knee-high stilletto boots that are very pretty, if you like boots. What size do you wear? Then I'll run and grab the shoes."

[scribe_m]

Jacqueline smiled as Cali looked up at her. Or, rather, as Cali took off her shoe, looked up her dress to where her suspenders emerged from them. Jacqueline liked that in a girl. Jacqueline pretended not to catch her, but felt appreciative of herself, how she took the time to scent herself just for this sort of occasion. She mused as Cali held the shoe, silently. What was the young woman thinking? Was there an interest in shoes that went beyond the need for wages? Or was she the deft connoisseur Jacqueline was looking for? Jacqueline nibbled on her black gloved fingers in contemplation.

"What size do you wear? Then I'll run and grab the shoes," Cali asked.

"I think..." Jacqueline replied, "I would like to have my feet measured." Jacqueline almost lightly stroked Cali's hand holding the shoe with the tips of her toes, as she deeply looked at her. "Let me be in your hands while I think of what I would like next." Jacqueline offered her foot, well-manicured and just visible under the fine black mesh of her silken stocking. She wondered what Cali looked without the ponytail, her auburn hair flowing down over her body. "I'm sure you know what to do."

[Jenn1982]

"I think...I would like to have my feet measured. Let me be in your hands while I think of what I would like next."

It seemed to Cali as if the woman was almost caressing her hand as she spoke. It wasn't too shocking though, a lot of people, women especially, treated shoe shopping as some sacred action. They were often more touchy feely than normal and they'd treat Cali more like a close friend than a salesperson they barely knew.

"I'm sure you know what to do."

Cali smiled at the woman as she rose and got the shoe fitting tool from behind the counter. Kneeling before the woman once again Cali gently took the woman's foot and began to measure it. The stockings were very silky and soft, indicating their quality. Cali was always happy when she was dealing with someone who took care of their feet as this woman clearly did. Her feet had looked quite dainty and Cali wasn't overly surprised to see they were a size 7 1/2. She set the device down and looked back up at the woman.

"You should be wearing a size 7 1/2 Ma'am. Shoe brands are sometimes different when it comes to size so don't be too surprised if you sometimes need to go up or down a half size."

"Have you decided which shoes you'd like me to pull for you to try?"

[scribe_m]

"Have you decided which shoes you'd like me to pull for you to try?"

Jacqueline drew her black silken glove against her lips as she spoke to the other woman. As she spoke, she slowly drew her complimenting black stocking against the side of Cali's hand.

"What I've decided..." Jacqueline paused, "Is that I shall take your advice." Jacqueline said this less as an acceptance than an evaluation. "You mentioned black stilletto boots? Let us try them," she smiled. Jacqueline then leaned forward, eye to eye with the other woman. "I think it would be a good idea for you to model them to me as well." Referring to her tight black corset, "My outfit for tonight binds me too well. I must see these shoes on another pretty woman to see the full effect."

[Jenn1982]

Cali watched as the woman slid her glove across her lips. She knew she shouldn't stare but something about the action made Cali unable to take her eyes away. She felt the woman's foot slowly moving along the side of her hand and the smooth feel of the stocking sent a tingling sensation up Cali's spine.

"What I've decided...Is that I shall take your advice. You mentioned black stilletto boots? Let us try them"

Cali couldn't help but smile at the choice. She could already picture how well the boots would got with the outfit. Though she'd only worked her a little while she'd noticed how some shoes just seemed to fit a person so well. They went from being just shoes, an accessory, to being something that almost transformed a person into something else. The woman leaned forward until she was uncomfortably close to Cali, her eyes level with Cali's.

"I think it would be a good idea for you to model them to me as well. My outfit for tonight binds me too well. I must see these shoes on another pretty woman to see the full effect."

As the woman spoke of her outfit Cali couldn't help but look at the woman's corset. It was lovely and tight almost fell short as being a way to describe the way it clung to the woman's body. Cali had always liked corsets, they seemed to make women look so perfect, highlighting all the right places. She'd actually bought one a while back, though she'd never worn it out in public. Every once in a while though she would try it on at home and just admire the way it made her look in the mirror.

"I can do that for you. I wear a size 8 but you should at least be able to get an idea of how they'll look. Let me go get them."

Cali quickly found the boots and spent a couple minutes putting them on. As she made her way to the front of the store she had to walk slowly, she wasn't used to heels this high and the last thing she wanted was to trip and fall. When she reached the woman she turned in a circle slowly so she could see them from all the different angles.

"What do you think Ma'am?"

[scribe_m]

"I can do that for you. I wear a size 8 but you should at least be able to get an idea of how they'll look. Let me go get them."

Jacqueline smiled as thoughts of Cali entered her mind. She relaxed her toes lackadaisically as Cali put on the boots. Jacqueline licked her lips, in anticipation of the young woman "modeling" off the shoes.

She was not disappointed. She suppressed a laugh, as the younger woman wobbled mercilessly on those heels. But Jacqueline was impressed, impressed at her desire to serve her -- at least professionally. Jacqueline's mischievous nature was sorely tempted to tip and fell the unstable woman, but felt her other nature was best attended to.

"What do you think Ma'am?"

"What do I think? Well..." Jacqueline looked up from the chair into the young woman's eyes. She drew her stockinged foot alongside the boot worn by the other woman. Her foot was touching the boot, slowly sliding up its black pristine surface. "I think there is more to a fine shoe than merely how it looks. There is how it feels, its comfort, its texture. How it becomes part of one's body. One's self." Jacqueline drew her foot up the side of the boot, slowly rubbing Cali, as if the boot were her naked skin. Indeed, her stocking toes then touched her thigh, rubbing against her slacks. Frowning just in the slightest, Jacqueline said, "I think you should change. Your slacks do not do justice to the boots, and you should wear the boots without the slacks. I do believe Gary, the woman who owns this store, has a formal skirt and suit she keeps in the office in the back. I suggest you put on at least the skirt so I can better see and you can better feel."

[Jenn1982]

"What do I think? Well..."

At this point Cali felt, and saw, the woman's stocking clad foot begin to move along one of the boots Cali was wearing. Cali tried not to stare at the foot moving up her leg, instead focusing on the woman. The last thing she wanted was for the woman to think she wasn't paying attention to her.

"I think there is more to a fine shoe than merely how it looks. There is how it feels, its comfort, its texture. How it becomes part of one's body. One's self."

Despite her best efforts Cali was beginning to find it very hard to concentrate on what the woman was saying. Her foot was now past the boot and actually rubbing against Cali's thigh through her slacks. She noticed the woman's smile falter a bit and understood why as she spoke.

"I think you should change. Your slacks do not do justice to the boots, and you should wear the boots without the slacks. I do believe Gary, the woman who owns this store, has a formal skirt and suit she keeps in the office in the back. I suggest you put on at least the skirt so I can better see and you can better feel."

It was a valid, albeit irregular, request. Cali wasn't 100% comfortable with putting one someone else's clothes, especially without permission but it was clear this woman was a special customer and so making her happy was a high priority.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't even think about it, but you're right, the boots do look a bit silly on top of pants. I'll change quickly, again I apologize for making you wait."

Cali walked as quickly as she could in the boots to the back room and within five minutes had put the skirt on, followed by the boots. The skirt was a couple sizes too big and Cali had spent a minute scurrying around looking for some way to tighten it. She'd finally settled on a paperclip; it wasn't the best way to secure the skirt but it would do for a quick modeling session.

"I hope this is better," she asked as she walked back in front of the woman's chair.

[scribe_m]

Jacqueline smiled. "Yes, it is much better. It is hardly ideal, but you are doing well under the circumstances. Let us proceed."

Jacqueline drew her stocking-clad toe against the intricate laces of the boot. The black stocking was quite diaphanous, and the black polish of her toenails matched the dark color of the sheer see-through material. She slid her toes slowly up the laces, feeling the texture of the laces between her digits. "I hope you don't mind my taking my time," she said, looking upward at the attending girl. "It's necessary I enjoy these shoes as best I can." Jacqueline again drew her black gloved finger against her ruby red lips. She then smoothed her toe against the shiny vinyl fabric of the boot itself. "This feels so good," she said, looking down at the toe. "Do you enjoy the feeling?" she smiled up, at Cali. Jacqueline then ran between her toes the spike of the boot itself. "It's such a shame that you're having problems wearing this boot. I hope I can help you out."

Jacqueline continued, now sliding the ball and sole of the foot against the laces. "This feels so wonderful. Did you know that they did a study of men and asked what sorts of stockings they found the most attracting? I don't mean the stockings I'm wearing. I mean stockings you can't see through." She looked up at Cali, as if she was looking for an answer. Her foot continued upward, now lingering below her kneed. "Not knee high, not ankle high, or even the naked foot at all." She looked up at Cali, then back down again. Her foot caressed the vinyl of the boot near her thigh. "Thigh highs were the most erotic to these men. Evidently, they make the eye wander upwards to a woman's most sensual regions." With these words, Jacqueline gradually traced the top of the boot, touching Cali's outer thighs, well-hidden by the skirt.

Jacqueline again made eye contact and was silent. The edges of her lips curled upwards into an unusual smile. Her toes gradually moved towards Cali's inner thighs, and moved upwards, brushing against her panties. Jacqueline lightly slid her digits against the thin fabric of Cali's panties, where the lips of sex touched.

"Tell me," said Jacqueline, slowly sliding her toe backwards and forwards. "Do you find this pleasurable?"

[Jenn1982]

"Yes, it is much better. It is hardly ideal, but you are doing well under the circumstances. Let us proceed."

Cali smiled, glad the woman seemed more satisfied. The last thing she wanted was to upset a valued customer. She felt the woman's foot sliding along the laces and could feel the smooth stocking against her skin at the places where her skin was naked between the laces. It was a very sensual feeling and Cali couldn't help but feel strange about the fact that she was getting this feeling at work...with a customer...a female customer.

"I hope you don't mind my taking my time. It's necessary I enjoy these shoes as best I can."

Cali didn't quite trust her voice at this point and simply nodded her acquiescence. Luckily the woman didn't seem to expect a verbal answer and continued exploring the boot with her foot, moving from the laces to the black vinyl.

"This feels so good. Do you enjoy the feeling?"

"I..uh...yes it's very nice."

In her state Cali couldn't be sure if the woman was asking if the boots themselves felt okay or if the way she was rubbing her foot along them felt okay. Hopefully the vague answer would suffice. The woman's foot moved lower on the boot and though Cali couldn't really feel it she could tell the woman was now at the heel of the shoe and Cali had to concentrate on not toppling over.

"It's such a shame that you're having problems wearing this boot. I hope I can help you out."

It was almost as if the woman had read her mind and Cali couldn't help but blush. Her foot once again moved to the laces but now it was more of her heel than her toes and again Cali felt the tingly, pleasurable feeling as the stocking rubbed against her skin.

"This feels so wonderful. Did you know that they did a study of men and asked what sorts of stockings they found the most attracting? I don't mean the stockings I'm wearing. I mean stockings you can't see through."

Cali wasn't actually sure what she meant...like really thick stockings or like thigh high boots like this? She was fairly certain that her state of mind was making it harder for her to comprehend some things. With the woman's foot moving up and down her leg and all the talk of how things felt good Cali was feeling more and more out of her element.

"Not knee high, not ankle high, or even the naked foot at all."

As she spoke the woman's foot moved correspondingly along Cali's leg. It was gradually making it's way up her thigh and she could feel her body beginning to respond, making her blush even more than she already was.

"Thigh highs were the most erotic to these men. Evidently, they make the eye wander upwards to a woman's most sensual regions."

Cali had no trouble comprehending what those regions were and she just barely stopped herself from making a small noise as the woman's toes moved along the tops of the boots, brushing her thigh. A new thought entered Cali's head as she tried to stay focused. She was now scared that all this movement under her skirt was going to snap the paperclip off and leave the skirt in a pile around her feet. She tried to reach behind her with one hand without the woman noticing to hold the clip in place.

The woman wasn't speaking now, just staring at her with this strange smile on her face. Cali wondered if the woman had asked her something and she hadn't heard. Then the woman's foot moved to her inner thigh and Cali let out a low gasp as the woman's toes brushed her panties. Any thoughts that it had been a mistake were quickly erased as the woman's toes moved off her thighs and onto her panties.

"Tell me, Do you find this pleasurable?"

She felt the woman's toes slowly moving up and down along the middle of her panties and Cali had no doubt she was bright red at this point and probably with the look of a deer caught in the headlights. She couldn't quite wrap her mind around the fact that this was happening, especially at work. She had never been with a woman, never even been attracted to one, yet here she was. She wasn't sure how to answer, was this some kind of employee test to see how she'd handle something so unprofessional? She couldn't imagine that they would do that but the other possibility seemed just as unlikely.

"I think that...um...well..."

She was having trouble figuring out to say as she felt herself get more and more turned on. The woman's touch was just light enough that it was driving Cali nuts.

"I do, uh, find it pleasurable. I just...think that maybe it's um...I don't think I'm supposed to do this at work, you know...with a wo-uh a customer."

Despite her words Cali couldn't quite make herself move away or do anything to stop the woman. She was sure the woman could see her excitement, in her face, and the way she was breathing, she could feel how hard her nipples were and she didn't dare look down to see if they were visible through the bra and shirt. Keeping eye contact with the woman was also uncomfortable and Cali quickly slid her eyes off to the side.

[scribe_m]

"I do, uh, find it pleasurable. I just...think that maybe it's um...I don't think I'm supposed to do this at work, you know...with a wo-uh a customer."

"Oh, I see," remarked Jacqueline, in a matter-of-factly voice. Yet her slow, gentle, sliding of her stocking toe underneath Cali's appropriated skirt did not stop. Still smiling, Jacqueline opened her purse as she looked directly into the eyes of Cali. Jacqueline retrieved a cell phone, flipped it open, and dialed a number on the phone.

"Why, Alfred, how are you doing?" Jacqueline stood up from her seat, placing her weight on her shoeless foot. But any relief Cali had from Jacqueline abandoning her with her toes quickly disappeared, as Jacqueline slipped her silken gloved fingers down the appropriated skirt, and her panties. Her deft fingers began to rub Cali's mound, more firmly than her toes did against her slit.

"I see. Still eating at the Food Court. Yes, I can hear you giggling." Jacqueline's fingers now found themselves dallying at the outer lips of Cali's pussy, sliding themselves in and out of her slit. "Could you please excuse your young lady for the rest of the afternoon? Oh, no, I'm quite pleased with her services. It's just that I need someone to assist me this afternoon, and I think she's the ideal candidate. And could you please ring this phone for the next fifteen minutes? I won't answer it. I'm just testing its ringer. Thank you." Jacqueline flipped the top of the cell phone down, and it began to ring. Or, rather, vibrate. Jacqueline held up the phone to Cali's cheek, red with blushing. The slim slender phone silently hummed, as Jacqueline slid it down Cali's neck, cleavage, and finally breasts. Jacqueline looked at Cali, plainly, as she slowly pressed the vibrating phone against the underside of her breasts, then her nipple. Jacqueline then pulled open the waistband of Cali's skirt. She glanced down as she slipped the cell phone down her skirt and into her panties. She slid the slim phone against Cali's slit, and the phone began to ring -- or, rather, vibrate.

"There. You are indeed right that my behavior is unsuitable during work. You are not at work anymore, so we shall continue. I hope you will forgive my indulgence." The phone vibrated again, humming against the folds of Cali's pussy. "I will compensate you for time missed, as I have need of your services. Please kneel down and remove my other shoe and we shall continue."

The phone rang yet again.

[Jenn1982]

"Oh, I see,"

Yet the woman didn't stop moving her foot back and forth. Instead she reached into her purse and pulled out a cell phone, quickly dialing a number.

"Why, Alfred, how are you doing?"

The woman stood up as she spoke and Cali was grateful for the momentary pause in what was going on, giving her a chance to collect her thoughts. The woman moved close to her and Cali let out a small gasp as she felt the woman's hand move under the skirt, then under her panties until the glove clad fingers were moving along her pussy.

"I see. Still eating at the Food Court. Yes, I can hear you giggling. Could you please excuse your young lady for the rest of the afternoon? Oh, no, I'm quite pleased with her services. It's just that I need someone to assist me this afternoon, and I think she's the ideal candidate. And could you please ring this phone for the next fifteen minutes? I won't answer it. I'm just testing its ringer. Thank you."

As she spoke the woman's fingers began sliding between Cali's lips and for a few seconds Cali was sure her knees were about to give out. She was able to remain standing though despite the increasing waves of pleasure that were going through her body. Once she had hung up the phone began to vibrate almost instantly. Cali quickly realized the woman was planning to put the vibrate feature to good use. She moved the phone over Cali's cheek, then down her neck to her breasts. The vibration was light but still noticeable enough to make Cali breathe harder. The woman moved the phone underneath her breasts teasingly and by the time she moved the phone to her nipples Cali felt as if she were going to burst. Her nipples had already been hard but as soon as the phone touched them it seemed as if they somehow got harder. The woman pulled her shirt from her skirt and Cali watched breathlessly as the woman slipped the phone into her panties until it was resting right against her clit and vibrating away.

"There. You are indeed right that my behavior is unsuitable during work. You are not at work anymore, so we shall continue. I hope you will forgive my indulgence. I will compensate you for time missed, as I have need of your services. Please kneel down and remove my other shoe and we shall continue."

Cali was glad the woman didn't seem to expect any verbal response to her words. Even if she had been able to get coherent words out Cali doubted she would even know what to say. This situation was so out of her comfort zone she was at a total loss. She had never expected to be sexually attracted to another woman let alone go this far with one who's name she didn't even know, Cali just wasn't that kind of girl, even with men. A part of her was telling her that this was wrong, only "dirty" girls did things like this. But most of her mind and all of her body were encouraging her to continue. So she carefully got to her knees so as not to move the phone too much. She reached out and ran her fingers along the woman's ankle, enjoying the silky feeling of the woman's stockings. She then ran her fingers over the shoe itself, along the sides and down the stiletto heel. She slowly slipped the woman's other shoe off and set it on the ground next to the other one. The phone was still vibrating away and Cali was having a hard time sitting still.

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"Ah, very good," smiled Jacqueline. "I must admit that the removal of one's shoes is a not unpleasant experience." Jacqueline spoke cryptically. Was it this pleasure from the releasing of the feet from the confines of one's shoes, or from the experience of having it done for her? She then smiled her wicked smile, as her manicured feet dangled closely to Cali's kneeling form. Jacqueline's manicured toes glistened marvelously under the store's white lights.

"I believe I shall indulge in a whim, and attempt these shoes you recommend without my stockings. Since you are kneeling, I can assist you in removing them, in a limited fashion. This accursed corset prevents me from doing little more than sitting down or standing up, so please forgive me if my methods are a little unorthodox." Jacqueline stood up from the chair and turned around, facing backwards to Cali. She gently grasped the sides of her long flowing black skirt, and slowly pulled them upwards. She meticulously and carefully held the delicate fabric, giving them the respect they so duly deserved. As the skirt rose, like a striptease curtain, Cali had a seated view of Jacqueline's white pristine legs, hidden by the diaphanous smoke of her silken black stockings. A thin black seam ran up from her heels... to her calves... up the back of her thighs... finally to the top of her stockings, held to her garters by black suspenders. She finally stopped lifting her skirt, allowing Cali just the barest peek of Jacqueline's soft silken black panties, whose fabric matched that of the skirt, corset, and stockings. Were there ruffles, or was it merely a smooth surface? Cali, of course, could also see Jacqueline's white creamy thighs, the exposed soft pearl flesh untouched by the black stockings.

"You may remove them. Please be very careful and take your time. I want you to touch and feel the fabric between your fingers as I do when they are on my skin. Do not be afraid to indulge yourself. This should be a pleasant experience for you." Jacqueline then turned around, looking down at Cali. Jacqueline smiled. "Please do not yet remove the vibrator between your legs. Please indulge myself a little bit further. I expect the calls to stop within the next few minutes. Now, please continue." Jacqueline turned back, facing the wall.