Yvana: Are those? Little People?
She looked closer.
Yvana: My god you are!
She grabbed them both.
Yvana: Oh I know you 2, your Tim and Tom!
Tim: Yes that's us, now can you please help us!
Yvana: Help you? ahahaha you need to help me.
Tom: With what?
Yvana: well I want to look good, and my feet never get perfect so...
Tim: Oh no, we are not your personal slave.
Yvana smiled.
Yvana: Don't think you got a choice.
They both rubbed and massaged her feet.
Yvana: I could get used to this.
The following week, Tim and Tom we're still slaves until a day came that she brought home a friend.
Tim and Tom we're taped on the desk.
Yvana: Be right back slaves.
She walked away.
Tim and Tom we're struggling to get free.
Tom's hand was free.
Yvana opened the door.
Yvana: Hi HON!!
The little ones could hear them coming up stairs.
Tom was suddenly free and hided.
Tim: HIDE!!
Yvana entered the room.
Yvana: Hello....Tim??
Tim: Hi
Yvana: We're is Tom?
Tim: I don't know!
Yvana: don't lie to me!
Tim: I'm not.
Yvana: I think its time for a little torture, what do you think.....
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