“So you work at the bank, huh? Do you like it?” Katie looked up at her dominatrix in fear, not sure whether or not she was allowed to speak. Madam... X smiled. “I give you permission to talk now, honey.”“Yes, I like working at the bank,” she reluctantly whispered.“Now what was the third rule I gave you?” Madame X inquired.Katie looked puzzled for a moment before replying, “I’m sorry, Mistress. Yes, Mistress, I like working at the bank.”“Good girl. Now do you have a boyfriend or anything like. "Do you have any questions for me?" "I do actually. Why would you want a girl like me? This job seems pretty standard PA type stuff and there are plenty of people who would be better suited." He seemed somewhat uncomfortable at the question. "From the looks of things I'd say you don't even need an assistant here." He started to blush a little. "I.... Erm... " he stammered." I need a manager. Someone to... Erm... Be in charge of things. Some to organise me... Someone to... Tell me what to do.... Grabbing the red silk robe her sister had gotten her for Christmas she pulled it on and decided to let the water run for a few minutes. Walking down the hallway thinking of going to the kitchen she heard Shaunas voice and decided to eavesdrop a little. You want to know what? she heard Shauna giggle, A t-shirt and a pair of panties what about you? Oh I wish you were here wed have so much fun. You get me so wet sometimes, said Shauna excitedly. Lisas eyes went wide as she realized her fifteen. " What about accommodation?" asked Gunny Archer."It's an assault ship," said Darren, "not a passenger liner." He thought for a moment, "I suppose we could mount some extruded panels to create something like compartments."Darren frowned, "There'd be more room if you got Abigail to bring the Sir Tristam along as well." That's not going to happen," replied David, "They're needed here to continue the training." Shame," was Darren's only comment. "I'll see what I can come up with and we'll begin.