It was …,” I hiccupped with the sobbing, “… wonderful!” “Oh you slut!” she said gleefully. “You came on him, didn’t you? I saw his s...orts as he hobbled out of here. Did I interrupt a hand job?” “No!” I said indignantly, “Geez Rupali, you’re gross.” Then a few moments later, “I wanted to give him a blow job. Poor guy deserved some reward for what I put him through.” The emotional outburst over, she held me at arm’s length and looked down into my face. “Are we OK?” “More than okay. This was …,” I. His gruff tone let her know that someone had made a big mistake. Cass wondered if they would be getting a round with Mr. French’s belt? A shudder went through her body. He motioned for her to sit in one of the two chairs that were placed in front of his large wooden desk. By large, she meant LARGE. It wrapped around him like a fence. It was ornate and looked to be hand carved from a single piece of wood. There were latches and handles all the way around it, like there were drawers on the. It’s not clear glass, but it’s not a barrier either. In the mirror above the sink as I shaved, I could see the outline of her body as she showered -- the shape of her breasts, of her hips, her behind and legs. I watched her turn and bend, washing her top, her middle, all of her. When the water stopped, she pulled two towels into the shower stall and dried herself. I watched every movement. (It takes me a long time to shave.) She came out with one towel wrapped tightly around her body, and. She opened the door (I had now been able to get myself to be able to lay facing the door) and put the dog dish in. She just smiled and told me to get some sleep because I had a big day tomorrow.I went to sleep for a while and when I woke up I was terribly hungry. There was no food except for the dog dish. I held off as long as I could but it just wasn't happening and so I started to eat it. I shoveled it into my mouth because I didn't want Kathi to see me eating like a dog. It tasted fine and.