Then looking at You She says ?With Your permission of course Sir.? You answer ?Perhaps, someday, yes. I would enjoy watching You work My slave Milad.... However it is late and W/we must be going.? You look at me and order ?Now thank your Mistress for the honor of pleasing her pet. ? I take her left hand in mine and place a kiss there as I whisper ?Thank You Mistress?. You place a robe around my shoulders and quickly lead me from the house. Once more You place me in the car and as W/we. I would like to talk to Mr. Jackson as soon as possible." Just a moment and I will see if he is available to talk to you. May I ask who you are, sir?"Before I answered her, I had to take a deep breath to hold my temper in check. I knew right then and there I would make some personnel changes before the day was over, starting with her and her attitude."My name is Jon Morgan and I believe I own this company, if it's any of your business. Now, get Mr. Jackson down here before I have to go looking. ’ ”I thought, please God, don’t let this Denise become another unrequited love that will have me moping all Fall.Denise said, “Since she doesn’t seem to be working out, you should be pursuing me instead.”I had an inspiration, “I’ve already caught you, I mean back there at the lake.”She found that funny, “Yes, indeed you have.” She took her right hand off the wheel and squeezed my shoulder. She continued, “Besides, there are some things we need to finish about that, and soon. You know what I’m. But she wheeled me over to a booth set against a wall where another one sat waiting. My feet were propped up in the bench across from me in the booth. Another girl stood behind me and began brushing my hair, as I sat wondering what color it was, and the girl across from me was joined by another and they both filed my toenails. I felt my head and hair being tugged on at the nape, and I thought nothing of it until I realized she had worked her way up. I felt her pulling, and poking my head,.