The walls clad in panels of alternating black velvet and antique grey mirror. Grey stained herringbone pattern oak floor, the ceiling decorated with o...nate plaster mouldings.The room is mostly empty except for one large white leather armchair, centrered on a wall, mirror behind, opposite a pair of narrow central doors and to either side of the arm-chair, two small black, leather clad chests, each with a central buckle with a small chrome padlock. To the side of the chest, 2 bottles of champaign. Brown."One last thing Brenna," Mrs. Brown yelled, "Our washing and drying machines are both broken. We'll get new ones on Monday." That's fine Mrs. Brown," Brenna yelled back, "I brought a couple changes of clothes."Then Brenna closed the door. A small head peeped out from around the corner."Hi Katy." Hi Mrs. Brenna. Would you like to have a tea party?" Ha. No, I'm far too old to have a tea party."Brenna then sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV. Katy set up her dolls and baby cups next to. I often go over there for a drink. Some nice pubs in Highgate. Maybe I'll wander over that way tonight. It's a nice day, after all!"Jake could scarcely contain his excitement for the rest of that day. Ever since seeing that fair-haired lovely the previous Thursday, all his thoughts had been centred on the aim of removing her clothes and seeing the sweet silky skinned loveliness that lay beneath them. At night he fantasised about her firm and perfectly formed breasts and ripe young buttocks. It. Oh well. She sat down at her computer, logged in, perused the filing system. Now what? She sat and waited, the boss did not appear to be in yet. 20 minutes later her boss strolled through the office like he owned the place (and he could have, she didn’t know). ‘You must be my new slave, ha ha, just kidding, I mean secretary’, he winked. We shook hands as I stood. He looked a bit surprised. ‘Well aren’t you kind of tall?’ She was above average at 5′-10′, but she didn’t know any different and.