After we had our late snack of meats and exotic cheeses Mr. Marker told us he would show us our rooms. On the way he saw our boxes. He picked up a few items and told us to keep anything of sentimental value and throw out the rest. He never wanted to see us in off the rack clothing.
Our rooms adjoined his huge Master bedroom. Either of our bedrooms were larger than our old apartment. They had a bathroom with a jacuzzi tub and the familiar large shower with multiple nozzles. There were huge mirrors in both the baths and bedrooms, a huge dressing room with every cosmetic and perfume I had ever heard of. They both had the computer styled tv. Mr. Marker showed us how to operate the tv,s by picking the satellite we wanted and having a guide for each satellite printed. The tv picked up all the U.S.,Canada,Japanese, and european channels. he explained,
"I have a friend in Tokyo who is an electronic genius. He designed this system for me. A lot of channels, especially the movie and erotic channels are scrambled. This system unscrambles the signals to give us a clear picture. I am sure the CIA would be upset if they knew I could read their signals." He laughed, "The funny part is I wrote the whole thing off my income tax as I watch the shopping channels to make sure my products are properly advertized and to look for new products."
Mindy was ecstatic and had MTV on in minutes. Mr. Marker told us we had all had a long day and should go to bed. I was tired and followed his advice slipping into beautiful silk sheets in the king size bed. I went to sleep immediately but was awakened a little later by tapping on my door. I ran to the door hoping Mr. Marker couldn't sleep and wanted to make love to me. It was Mindy.
"Mom! This tv is fabulous I got a floor show from France, a sexy movie from Denmark and right now There is a show where an asian man has tied a woman to a pole and is scorching her breasts with a candle. Hurry and see before it is over."
"No thanks. I would put myself in her place and I think that is more pain than I could take. You have years to watch tv. You had better go to bed. Wait till you see the sheets."
"Yes I know. Aren't they fabulous? I can't imagine sleeping in them any way but naked. Are you sure I will have years here? It seems like a dream. I expect to wake up in the morning in our hovel."
"It's no dream. And it will last as long as Mr. Marker is happy with us. I don't plan to make him unhappy. Do you?"
"Gosh no. I'll do anything it takes to keep him happy."
"Speaking of that. The man who designed my clothes will probably do yours. He has to take a lot of measurements of your nude body. Will that bother you?"
"I have never been nude in front of a strange man before but it seems a low price to pay for new clothes. I'll go to sleep now. I don't want to look puffy-eyed in the morning."
My telephone woke me. When I answered Mr. Marker told me to shower and hurry on down as breakfast would be ready at eight. I took a quick shower as soon as I was sure Mindy was awake. My bath was equipped with hair driers and cosmetics much better than mine so I dropped my stuff in the wastebasket.
When I got to the kitchen I apologized.
"I am sorry. I should have got breakfast for you. I feel guilty that you did it."
"Are you kidding? I can't cook and don't want to learn. John makes breakfast in the morning and I usually eat at restaurants in the evening. Mindy will have to prepare her own lunch. We will bring Mindy's dinner to her. There is an oven and cooler in the helicopter."
As he said this Mindy came running in.
"Oh Mr. Marker. This place is just fabulous. The bed was heavenly."
Breakfast was Eggs Benedict, potatoes au gratin, assorted fresh fruit, and sweet rolls that melted in your mouth.
"John is a great cook but I am afraid if this meal is an example I may get fat."
Mindy asked, "Who is John?"
"John is a chef who got sick of the city and became a cowboy. I hired him to maintain my stable then discovered he was also a great chef."
Mindy squealed, "You have horses? I have always wanted to ride one."
"Yes. Lots of them. I am not sure how many. They are all pure white Arabians. You have four hundred acres to ride them in. If you get lost just give the horse his head. He will bring you back to the stable. They look forward to the grain they get after a ride.
"Which reminds me. In regard to your getting fat. Neither of you are in as good a shape as you could be. I have designed an exercise program for you. Part of it will be riding horses or running behind mine."
Mindy and I agreed we needed more exercise. It was now time to go to town. Mindy and I had the time of our lives. We had never seen a helicopter up close let alone ride in one. The scenery in Seattle is beautiful and it was a kick to fly low over the buildings to land at a pad on top of a building then take the elevator to the basement. We rode the rest of the way in his Rolls. Mindy remained in awe over her new station in life as did I.
About an hour after we arrived at the office Mr. Weiss arrived. It was deja vu. They had her strip and I knew exactly the mixed feelings she had of humiliation, embarrassment and pride as they fondled her body while taking measurements and complimenting her on her beauty. Mr. Marker ordered tons of clothes from very sexy things to wear in private, street clothes, short cocktail dresses, thong bikinis, blouses, coats, and of course g-sting panties like mine. While he was at it he ordered more clothes for me. The only coat they found that fit her was a white fake fur. Mr. Marker explained to me later that he could easily afford real fur but felt no reason to kill animals for the vanity of women.
He had her put on a pair of transparent panties then escorted Mr Weiss out the door asking him to dispose of her old clothes.
Mindy asked,
"You gave him my clothes. What am I going to wear?"
"You will wear what you have on for the next hour. Then you will put on your coat and go to Cicely's. Do you object to that?
"Oh no sir. If that makes you happy, it makes me happy."
"Good. Janet, tell her how to get to Cicely's and the restaurant and give her fifty dollars out of petty cash for lunch."
I told her how she would love Cicely's and the restaurant and gave her directions.
Mr. Marker told her to go in the kitchen and make us some coffee. After she served us she sat on the couch and watched the boats on Puget Sound till he brought her the coat and told her it was time to go. As she was bouncing out the door he told her to be back by 2:00 PM. She was gone before I could warn her not to be late.
She was back by 1:45. Like me she had been too excited to eat a large lunch. She took off her coat as soon as she entered the door wearing only the panties and went to Mr. Marker to give him the change. She came back to tell me how wonderful everything was and added.
"I don't have the happy face anymore. Mr. Marker had told them it was crass and to remove it. He did not want the hair to become coarse from shaving so they plucked them out. I am embarrassed. I came and I think they knew it. I look like a baby again."
I told her not to worry about it. They were very discreet. Then Mr. Marker noticed we were talking.
"Mindy. Come here."
She walked over to the front of his desk and stood there with her legs apart and her hands behind her back to display her body as she had been instructed.
"No come around to me"
When she was in position he pulled her panties down her thighs and felt all over her pussy.
"They did a good job of getting rid of that happy-face. It feels very soft. Do you miss it?"