Two men approached me, each holding manilla folders. The first man appeared to be in his early to mid 50s, with gray hair and thick glasses. The other...was younger, maybe 35, with dark hair and glasses. Both men were dressed in light blue suits and appeared very professional. I had never been on an assignment like this before, and really wondered what was going to happen to me. This really seemed strange."Are you Slave #39?" the older man asked me."Yes, sir," came my tentative reply."Good," he. " But what about tonight? You just can't go back there and take a chance on him beating you?" Carol said. "He's probably furious by now!"Again Peggy sighed, laying her bead back onto the edge of the couch, a little smile sardonically twisting her pretty mouth. "That ... is putting it mildly, darling! Ten years of experience with him tells me that he's in a murderous rage by this time, vowing to tear me limb from limb!" My God! Why do you put up with it, Peg?" Carol gasped in disbelief. "I'd. I did have other obligations as Master of Waterfall Keep, so I did have to squeeze training time into my normal work schedule. Armon did say that I would learn each spell a little more easily as I learned how to learn. He said that he thought that I was at least as strong as any other wizard that he had ever met, so I should be able to match the wizards who were my enemies within a year. That was very encouraging, and I hoped that he was correct. Armon was very knowledgeable, and I worked on. If you don’t mind I would like to do that several times a day with you. I used to do it all the time when I was alone in my office but doing it with you was fantastic.”So that afternoon we got a lot of work done and had a mutual masturbation party every couple of hours. Victoria had one of her own about every half-hour.When it was quitting time Victoria stayed around and I walked out with a couple of the other secretaries.I asked, “How did you like the table arrangement in your office?”They.