The man below her was desperately moving in struggling for air. She slipped on the cold floor under his pushes. Coldness of the surface made her to re...ain and she stood up with huge displeasure. She felt her body tired. She needed some rest. And also, she needed something more. Man on the floor in front of her was breathing now easily but noisily. Her hesitation lasted for few seconds only. She bent herself and took her bag from the floor. After some minutes of searching she put out a mouth. While I'm in town I will make my presence felt with the cleaner, luckily up here work was scarce and unemployment a real fear. This office was attached to the Commonwealth Bank sidewall and the phone lines I had wired to use a common switchboard and communications dish on the roof through to their head office and automatically rerouted to, see the previous sequence. This phone had to be made five minutes earlier than the dictated time due to the length of time it took to reroute the separate. As you know, I admire her deviousness and see my suffering as a tribute to her superiority. I know I cannot hold a candle to her bright sadistic mind. I write these confessions as a way to honor L, and to masochistically relive them.It was Saturday. L had left in the morning to spend the weekend with her sister, or so she told me. As soon as she had left the house, I checked my little cash-box. There was just enough money for a “massage”. I called and made an appointment with Joy. She is a very. "I'm not chicken! - Somebody could walk in see us. Look at how far down you pants are already " I said."What's wrong with how far my pants are pulled down?" He asked."Nobody pulls them down that far but little kids! - Jeeze mister! - You might as well be naked!" I said."Good idea! - Follow me." He said.He turned and walked towards the toilet stalls and directed me to go into the stall and lock the door behind me while he went into the next stall. I locked the door and felt kind of silly just.