Arriving at the sky-sc****r building of her new employment, she slowly looked up at the modern building, one of the many phallic looking symbols of ma...'s conquest of the natural environment. The thought of it being a 'man's world' crossed her mind but then smiled at the fact that it was a 'woman's universe'. Angela needed a cigarette to start the day properly and retrieved an Alpine filter-tipped cigarette from her Glow-mesh case and perched it to her red lips but couldn't for the life of her. After her duties where over Betty took herself up to her room bathed and dried, she sought out the underclothes from the box in her wardrobe, the box she had saved though till now she had no idea why, probably just as a reminder of their games, the things that Joe would have expected her to wear for punishment, always on the night before his casting off with the tide. It had been their ritual towards the end, his boat going out for a week at a time then home for a couple of days then away on. ”“I will do my best sir,” I replied with a bow. “My only real question will be where she will sleep. There isn’t exactly enough room in the bed for four.”Tyr smiled and said, “That will be up to you, she can share the bed, or sleep on the floor. While I put it nicely, she has been enslaved to you for the duration of the exercise.”I looked at him in shock, “I am surprised that there are still forms of slavery on this world.”“Yes indeed there are, but the circumstances are slightly different.. It was out of my knowledge at that time to know what transpired beneath the blanket. But I could see that kistappa sliding over my mom’s body. And my mom letting out – ‘AHHH ..AHHHHHHHHH’‘ sounds and regular gasps from her mouth. Kistappa was sliding on my mom’s body very fast. After few movements his sliding slowed down and gave a long gasp burying his face between my mom’s neck and shoulder. They laid there still for fifteen minutes and then he got up to turn the lights went off. I waited for.