

I wish I could have captured the look on the live-in slave's face when it unpacked this side of My luggage. its eyes were immediately drawn to the shoes and lingerie and was clearly very excited and aroused by the visuals. But as its eyes wandered to the box in the middle, its expression went from blank, to pensive, to confused, to ambivalent, then finally to alarmed. It was a good evolution of feelings. Let's just say the unpacking of My suitcase set the right tone for the rest of the week.