Slipping into this feminine way of behaving was becoming so natural now,that my antagonism of the previous week seemed shocking now. What hadchanged? ...as I embracing femininity? Was I afraid of exposure and wasgoing along with it while I had to? If I wanted to escape, wouldFran?oise help me or was she in on the act as well? My over-riding fearwas exposure, and since nothing dreadful had happened, the choice tocollude seemed obvious. But how far was I prepared to collude? Wouldthere be any. “One of them is Amber’s boyfriend’s stepmother. A lot of men like more mature women, and she fills that role. You just need a tolerant husband who appreciates what you’re doing. You do need to compartmentalize, otherwise I could see how things might not work so smoothly.”“And you make twenty-eight-hundred dollars a night?”“We agreed we’d do a thousand minimum for a couple of hours, and it goes up from there depending on the evening and even how many people are involved. We pride ourselves on. The one that noone believes in any more. The one that ran out of business with the introduction of TV-shop and internet. The one that foolishly gave away all and everything he ever owned, in hopes to gain the worship of every christian child on earth, and to become a legend and even a demi-god in his own right...But faith doesn't work like that... Well, not for you at least. Because everyone know that it is money, and not stupid old goodwill that makes the world go round! And before you even. .. it was an awesome body web... even if I do say so myself. I sat her in the Vault's largest bondage chair, I blindfolded her, placed my fur lined wrist cuffs on her wrists and secured her arms stretched out. I started out slowly caressing her flesh, starting at her ankles and slowly working my way to the backs of her knees. I nibbled on the inside of her thighs, when licked her rock hard nipples... she jolted up and moved the chair back a few inches. I kissed her neck, ears, and noticed her.