"My house, My boy, My rules. You know that, Kaitlyn, and yet you deliberately took liberties with My property." Her voice would have cut glass, but with a shift in tone so abrupt it was almost dizzying, She said, "Come in, girls, come in! What is Kaitlyn thinking, making you stand in the foyer like this?" That got them giggling again, and like obedient little chicks they followed My Most Beloved Mistress into the living room. But I still had a patent-leather pump in front of my face. .....