I knew its contents by heart, of course.In my innocent excitement on attaining my IT qualification, I'd written lettersapplying to a good many 'top dr...wer' firms, confident that they would be onlytoo anxious to employ my services as an IT technician. I'd soon become disillusioned;young, callow, just-qualified IT techs were not as highly sort after as I'dimagined, to put it mildly. The letter inviting me to an interview at the mighty Interbank did much torestore my morale. Of its signatory, 'Ms. Rising from her bed, she started to remove her much crumpled school uniform. She watched herself slowly stripping in her mirror. Something she had done in many a boys bedroom with many an audience. She could not even remember the school break that had been caught on camera and watched this night. There had been many such school breaks. As emotionally devastated as she was, she felt the warm tingle start to suffuse her lower body as the video replayed in her mind. As much as she wanted sexual. " She lookedpositively glowing at the prospect.I had to admit her logic was right but I had already become a sort ofhousewife and starting to dress as one only emphasised my new positionin life. My penis was getting strangely aroused at the prospect though."You are already taking on the role of housewife," she said, as ifreading my mind, "This is only taking the next logical step. Come on,be a sport and don't be so prudish."I was pretty sure she was simply trying to wind me up now and. "So, I'd say your friends are concerned that something is not right with our relationship, and they think you're going soft. You want to collar me for tonight so that you can simply show me as a slave, but as a slave I will be subject to much harsher treatment, and that worries you. You're caught between the proverbial rock and the hard place; you want to have me treated as a slave because that will re-affirm your status as a hard-ass with your friends, but you don't want me hurt, and you're.