.. She jus' kept suckin', though, while Ramon backed off from the Slip an' hauled her up for a bear hug. "You're gonna be real popular, Honey!" my man...said...I looked up at Bernie an' I said, "It ain't much to look at, but I got the itch real bad right now..."Bernie, he looked down at me, grinnin' and said, "Let me up and lean over the seat, here, and I'll circle around behind you and see if I can scratch it." An' I did an' he did an' the bonin' began, an' I thought I was gonna die, it was so. Anyway, here I was minding my own business and working, by the way, when I hear voices coming from a vent on the wall. I had never thought about it, but the ladies bathroom was on the other side of the wall. I put my ear closer to see if I could catch what they were saying, and one was telling the other they were cheating on their husband and with the boss. I had no idea who these women were and by the time I realized I should go stand by the bathroom door to see who it was they were done and. Philip had no interest in this level of transformation. It was sick. Despite what he was telling her, he wasn’t creating a slave. It was mostly a conditioning trick and another tool to crack open her personality. He wanted to refurbish Mei Chun, rather than remake her as an automaton. Therefore he could not go for quick results, smashing carelessly. He had to delicately, relatively speaking, remove what was worst about her and uplift the inherent good within her. Philip sought to transform. “This is a My Darling Gets Screwed to the Bed night. Give me your panties.” The little bit of now fragrant nylon fit neatly under the Do Not Disturb placard on the door knob. Liaison pointed to them fifteen minutes later when she and her date walked past on the way to her room. Both smiled; they heard a cry through the door. “Do you want to do the same with mine?” “I wonder if she took them off out here or in their room?” “I want a long lasting fuck when you screw me to the bed tonight, Baby..