She either started to learn fast who was in charge, or suffer for it.I totally ignored her for the next two days. I didn’t watch her on camera, didn...��t feed her, and gave her nothing to drink. Even so, I knew she would need the toilet before I gave it back to her.I waited for the two days, unconcerned as to where she had relieved herself. I turned the speakers and microphone on, but not the lights.?How are you?? I asked.There was no answer, but the camera picked her up cuddled up in a corner of. The proposal was nice, since New York was getting a bit cold now; but I had recently started as the new guy in the office; so I told my wife I could not go. But she could go alone if she wanted to spend some warmer days there.My sweet Anita then told me that some of our male friends would try their chance to have sex with her, since she would be alone and horny for sure; so my nice babe also declined the offer. But I insisted she could go without me.Ana thought about it and she finally said she. " Julie told her."Really!! You did??"the girl, Mary, asked, in utter amazement."Sure. Just let me get this blouse open, so I can open my bra up. I wore my maternity bra today cause it's the only one I can put pads in for when I leak." You mean that you're making so much milk that you leak, and you haven't even had your baby yet?" Mary asked, now almost hysterical."Yes. I thought everyone did," Julie said in a matter-of-fact manner. During this conversation other girls had been drifting over to. That’s fair enough. She calls herself Samantha, but all I’m interested in is her body and what I can do with it. The door buzzes and opens. I enter and climb the narrow stairs.She’s late twenties, perhaps thirty, blonde hair just down to her shoulders, pretty with an open face. She looks like an older version of my teen daughter. Before now, just for me, she’s worn my daughter’s grey pleated school miniskirt, white knee socks and white schoolgirl knickers. She’s got the kind of figure all men.