Schmidt...”“Yes, sir...Here?”“That was the idea, my lovely bitch” her boss said almost softly. For a brief moment, it felt as if her knees w...re going to collapse under her. She leaned back against Mr. Schmidt. She had heard about people doing things like this, in odd places and with more than just two persons at the time, but she didn´t think that it was very common, at least not with people that she knew. “Now, before we can send you out with our most important clients, we need to be sure. She was busy in the bathroom, so I gave her some time by getting everything else in my room together for my meeting. When I finished, I needed to get in the shower, but she was cleaning the toilet room within the bathroom. It was a large bathroom in a suite at an upscale Vegas hotel, so in short, it was a huge bathroom with a separate bath, shower and toilet area. I waited for a bit, and then I politely yelled out that I was going to get in the shower (she had already cleaned that), if that was. . I grew up on the quiet side of town, up by the country side. I had a typical famly, mom and dad were still together, my Granparents were still around. There was also my estranged Aunt Rachel, plus did I mention my baby brothr was on the way, making me the older chiild, having just turned fifftein at the time. Everything was fairly normal, until one day...It all began with a phone call, "Don't y'all get up all at once now..." Mom announced as the phone rang and she went to go pick it up,. She'd make sure they looked at every kind of toy, giggling and chatting about how it might be used. She pulled out fetish outfits on hangers, holding them against Sarah, or sliding her hands slowly down them as she pressed them against her own curves.Since Rachel was wearing the slut choker and the tank top, what might have normally remained flirting and joking instead ended with both women leaving the store heavily laden will full shopping bags nearly an hour later. The large red lips printed.