”“Yeah. It’s a terrible feeling.” I nod and scratch at my collar. It feels warm.She returns from the sink, wiping her hands with a towel. “...ut you’ve been sleeping okay, haven’t you? The bed is comfortable enough?”“It’s really comfortable. Such a great bed.”“I’m glad.” Sweeping her hands behind her skirt, she sits down in front of me, directly under the light, smiling. “And you’re sure dinner was alright? I’m sorry. The meat was a little undercooked, I think.”“No, no. It was great.”“Do you. Shyly she looked back at me and gave me a disgusted look as she pulled the pants of her suit down as she squatted to pee. Her blouse hung down over her ass so I couldn’t see anything but soon I saw a wet spot in the leaves grow under her. She looked back at me again” I don’t suppose that you have any toilet paper, do ya” she asked? “Nope, you are just going to have to drip dry or use a leaf” I said. She reached into her pocket, pulled out a crumpled tissue and then reached between her legs. She. ‘Very nice, my girl,’ I said, satisfied that even if this was not a first time she would be respond appropriately.. ‘You have no idea what I have in mind for you. The next few hours will be a delight to watch. It’s a pity however we will not see these eyes of yours widen and dilate as I tell you what to do.’ K handed me a blindfold. which I tied firmly around Laure’s eyes. ‘There – beautiful. Now you are ready.’ I walked over to K who was about to leave and whispered ‘Send the barman in here on. He had actually found it interesting and hoped that his daughter learned something from it. He looked in the mirror at Amanda and said, “I would be happier if you were dating that girl who gave the speech than that low life who brought you home. Now that little lady has some common sense unlike that dolt you took up with.”Amanda said, “Tom is not a dolt.”“The idiot brings my little girl home at eleven o’clock at night after I’ve been waiting for six hours for you,” her father growled.“I called.