First things first. Besides you wanted to lose this bet." What makes you think that?" Sally asked indignantly."You normally wear pants, Sally," he sai.... "Today you show up in a skirt that is so short and so tight that it just looks like you want someone to bend you over a desk and fuck that ass."Sally walked away fuming. She wasn't a slut. She just had needs.Later, just after quitting time, Sally was bent over Mark's desk. He'd pulled her skirt up and taken her panties off and was licking her. Then you’re here just as I was about to get out of bed and get dressed. I let you in. I know the drill. I’m already undressed, naked as I am supposed to be in your presence, proper attire for a slave. Sometimes you let me wear a shear garment, but today I was unprepared. I shut the door behind you and quickly kneel at your feet. I can hardly breathe because I’m so happy you are here. I begin to drip with desire. I caress your legs, your butt, and kiss your. " Hot?" Busy repeated, frowning."Yes. I think you're the hottest girl on this show, prettier and more interesting than either of those other actresses." Marc waved a hand towards Michelle and Katie. "Most girls I've met with similar beauty and talent have been shallow or otherwise disappointing. Not you, though. Your character can take whatever gets in her way, and so can you." Um, thanks," Busy said. She looked away, feeling unsure of herself. Marc's hand fell onto her shoulder and she turned. Head hurts. Love you.Love you too. Waiting for the plane now. Can't wait to see you. She sent the reply and sipped her coffee.Was Patti right? Should she tell Troy? But it was over and done with. Was there a point in bringing it up?A little privacy, even a little secrecy, was important for people in a relationship, Sylvia thought. So long as the secret wasn't hurtful to anyone, she considered it a good thing to keep a little of one's self separate. Patti's point nagged at her, though; if Troy.