They were very accepting and as far as Alistair could make outhappy, just judging by how they laughed so much.The realisation that he was prostituting...himself became clear to himwhen small neat bespectacled man in an expensive suit, slightly overfive feet walked straight up to him and offered him a drink. Alistairaccepted a beer and realised that this man wanted more than just aconversation."My name, Mr Chin, you call me Mr Chin, what your name?"Without a second thought he said, "Alice." And. "I don't believe it. How in the world am I going to get that home?" I drove my truck. I could haul it home for you." He chuckled. "I know the way." Would you?" Sure. No prob." He pointed at the 21 or over to enter sign and added, "As long as you can get someone to help you bring it out here." I'm sure I can scare someone up. It's on a cart." Cool. I'll go pull my truck around to the front." Thank you. I'll see you in a minute or two, then."Marveling at the sudden turn in her luck, Regina walked. I didn’t have any idea what to wear. I didn’t want to look to sexy and give him the wrong idea but I didn’t want to look like I was a prude either. I decided to wear a black leather skirt with matching vest and a simple white blouse. I finished it off with a pair of black, strappy 3” heels. I thought the leather would help me fit in a bit while not looking too willing, if that is the right way to put it. And, I did like the way the way the leather hugged my body. I thought the black. Any irritation he felt at his own lack of control melted away as he looked down at her smiling face. “That, my dear, was a truly spectacular blow job. I can see you need no additional training there.”Susan beamed. Then she was shocked when he slapped her face.“A proper submissive does not make eye contact with her Master unless he tells her to. So, let’s work on that starting tomorrow, shall we?” he chided.She nodded and lowered her gaze.“That’s all for today, slut. You may put on your coat and.