Anita at home, surrounded by three slaves who fulfill her every wish with reverent precision. she looks at them with cold grace and obvious superiority, not even deigning to say a word to them. kissing her feet, kissing the footprints on the floor, bowing in homage - for them it is an honor, for her it is commonplace. what pathetic and weak-willed whores they are.. pathetic lucy, gaby and naty worship anita's feet and thank her for this opportunity!
