You will become my employeeuntil such time as you have worked off your debt. Take this." He handed me agold ring. He said, "Wear that and my associate...Vincent will lead you toyour instructor."He turned back to his paperwork, and one of the human pillars beside me tookme by the arm. He led me down the hall to a waiting limousine and pointedwordlessly to the back door. I shrugged and got in. Vincent himself got intothe driver's seat.He spoke once, saying, "Put on that ring right now."I did so and. The cell was fairly comfortable, with a proper bed , a washbasin, toilet and a chair. The door was made of steel bars and looked out onto a courtyard, show could hear other people in the other cells that ringed the courtyard.Over the next two days, she endured the heat of the cell, she was dressed in the same slacks and casual polo shirt that she had worn when she went sightseeing on the harbour. All of her requests to be allowed to speak with Mark, or make a phone call where denied.At around. One pair was dry in the crotch, with the material stuck together. So much of it that it was on both sides of the material. These were red, same Pink brand, but not a pair I had seen yet. The mess in them though, wow, just fucking hot.I took pics and posted them to my PH account, again, keeping the naughty fuckers pleased. Now, as the week came to an end, I was there at my mother in laws for a last day of work for the time being. We arrived a little late due to my mother in law and Becky both. Nothing unusual. But then I started getting flirty with her, every time she went to the break room, I'd drink coffee with her, got a bit touchy with her, light strokes to her arm, light caresses to her hand sometimes, making innuendos from time to time among other things.I could tell she liked it, a 23 year old, with an athletic body, with a successful career ahead of him, giving her the attention she needs. And that's when she started feeling guilty. Guilty for flirting with me, while she had.