” "But, but, " Joe protested, "in the mens room, at work? I heard you in there." Her eyes widened at that, and he almost saw a blush. "Well, I ...new that, I set it up with your help, and that shouldn’t change anything. I’ve discovered that lots of girls who work or who’s husband’s work in the building have black lovers and most of their husbands eventually accept it. Frankly I figured that you would be more understanding?" Joe was flabbergasted, she was accusing him, making him feel. The other part of her was in heaven: finally living her most intimate fantasy, loving the bondage-humiliation, and thrilled by the exhibitionism. She sensuously thrust out her chest and swayed her hips as much as the restraints would allow. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked in her most theatrically pathetic and submissive voice, trying to get them to talk dirty to her while she played the helpless victim, but with no success. Their mute response left her feeling more than a little. ” Dan pulled out a charcoal pinstripe suit. If men’s wear, the boss would select this suit for important meetings. A silver silk blouse with a reverse to the suit pinstripe accompanied the outfit. The look was feminine and powerful; it would be perfect for tomorrow’s lunch. “Wear your diamond studs in your ears and your wedding rings, no other jewelry.” Dan caught Laura’s look. “You can wear Greg’s ring if you wish; they all know.” When Laura returned home at day’s end, Dan’s curiosity jumped. " Why?" Very gently. Gentleness, in a man who could have, truly, whatever he wanted, was a gift beyond price."Not you, really," she corrected herself. "I'm afraid of the way I will feel about you. I'm afraid I'll lose control of myself." I won't let you be afraid," Drago said, and she knew he had the power to stay her fear. That power was what she feared. It was also what she wanted."Frances, you will be staying for quite some time here, but if there's any way I can be of help, here's my.