Istarted drinking heavily, there was always plenty of beer and winesitting around inside the club and I was indulging in it both before andafter my wa...tressing duties. One night after work, me and the catDanielle ventured into Philadelphia's art district which had severalsmall shops that stayed open late. I know I was drunk by then. The restof the night was a blur to me.I woke up the next morning downstairs on the sofa in Reginald's mansion,he said a cab had dropped me off. He said I was really. " Sure, you old bastard. "What'd the dog do, chew up your slippers?" Hell no, best behaved dog I've ever seen." Maybe he's mean, then, you know how German shepherds can get." Not a chance. That big clown's the most lovable dog I ever met. Too damn lovable," Harry added in an odd bitter tone before going on, "look, I'm trying to tell you. It's not right to keep a big healthy dog like that in an apartment. I'm going to have to give him to the pound if I don't find a home for him." But why me?". All the salon staff wore the same uniform of tight black skirt, whiteblouse with a small black bow tie, black stockings and black shoes.Some of the more elderly staff wore flat shoes but the younger staffincluding the receptionist wore stiletto heels. Waiting for Mummy Iwould gaze at the young receptionist sitting behind her deskfantasising that I was wearing her clothes, revelling in the eroticstiffness of my clit rubbing against my knickers. Sometimes thereceptionist would get up and walk. "Why wouldn't I?" Steve made it sound like I'd asked the dumbest question in the world."I don't know." I blinked and stabbed a fish stick, feeling sort of dumb suddenly."I had a girlfriend before," Steve said, maybe trying to explain, or maybe just to impress me, I wasn't sure."Really?" I looked at him closely. "How old are you?" I'm 13 and a half," he sounded a little defensive, so I didn't grin like I wanted to."And you had a girlfriend?" Yeah. She was 16 and sorta like you." Like me?" I.