."Instead of finishing his sentence, Robo squatted down before speeding,charging at the entrance with top speed and ramming the door with hisfull body...weight. The hinges tore themselves free from the concrete. Aloud creak echoed in the empty halls of the dome followed by athunderous crash as the doors hit the ground."Way to go, Robo!" Lucca cheered, patting the metal man on the back. Shepeered into the dark corridors, adjusting her glasses with a gulp."It... uh... sure is DARK in there...". Matching, dark furniture; cream comforter with small, pink flowers; pillows in lacy cases; a woman's hairbrush resting on a nightstand next to a thin, brass lamp.I reached down and boldly stroked his cock. "Let me take care of everything your wife's been neglecting. If you have the money."He flushed. "Right." He pulled out a wad of twenties.There were five bills I saw, and slipped the money into my purse. "What would you like to do, Eric?" Um ... I ... eh ... well," he stammered.I pushed him. ? Lessard, her editor in Paris, didn?t believe the story she submitted, especially when he discovered that she had been arrested.? The people from the French Embassy were in a fog as to where Fabienne actually was being kept. But for the young French reporter this was all far away and of no mind.? For she had fallen under the spell of this cruel woman.? That first night, Blanca taught Fabienne the routine, the basic ?worship? session.? Trailing along like a puppy dog, Fabienne, with her. I am the Finance Director at a Medium sized IT company based outside London. We have 20 field based staff and about 40 people working in the office. We recently employed a new secretary for the General Office. She didn’t inform us that she was pregnant, so I made sure that we dismissed her before she could become eligible for paid maternity leave. Devastated she came to my office to plead for her job, but I was firm with her and told her she should have been honest from the start. She begged me.