Roxanne walked to the elevator and hit the penthouse. When she got to the floor her lover was standing there with roses for his girl.“Doll, you loo... beautiful. I bought you these.”“TB they are gorgeous. You are so sweet to me.”Tb grabbed Roxanne and they shared a long and passionate kiss. Their tongues did their own kind of a tango. “Would you like a drink? The champagne is chilling.”“Sure. You know I love champagne.”TB took the chilled champagne and popped the cork. He poured into. "What a nice bunch of people," said Philip."Tom's my section head and we're all devoted to him. It's typical of him that he invited Trish and her boyfriend to join his table. She's the director's secretary and he knew that she might find it difficult to find a table so he invited her to join his." That's very thoughtful." Maybe but I think it's more instinctive. I told you about how he looked after Susie, didn't I?"Philip nodded."She worships him. Just as well she was engaged to Rory or she. We used the missionaryposition, my ass elevated high on pillows, my legs on hershoulders, her breasts hanging down on me and now and thensquashing against my chest. The thing projecting from her crotchfelt painfully uncomfortable when she first managed to push it into myass. It took me time to work out how to relax. Sharon didn't quiteseem to know how to advise me, vacillating from concerned affection -- "Does this feel good, baby? Is deeper better?" to manly bravado whenshe hit her stride. "Why take my name from me?" Well it's obvious isn't it?" she said coyly. "Whoever heard of a pig witha name?" No," whispered the slave. "No, please. You can't. I'm begging you." Like the servant girl begged when you transformed her and her family?"All blood was gone from his face. He desperately wished to rush at her andtake the hawk; stop her from doing this; but he had no right to act insuch a way to his mistress. He was only her slave. If she chose to do thisto him then it was her.