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Mistress loved children, and the idea of her being upset at losing one made far more sense than the idea of her being upset at the death of an adult. I was going to need to soothe my Mistress, the way I always had in the past, when she was upset. After she hung up her coat, I wrapped my arms around my Mistress, grabbed her buttocks and kissed her lips. I told her that I thought she should take a long soak in the tub, and I offered to make her a cup of coffee. I’d take it to her while she soaked. After Mistress went upstairs, I heard the bath running, and headed into the kitchen to prepare Mistress’ cup of coffee. After several minutes, I took Mistress her coffee, and sat on the edge of the bath