“Oh shush, idiot! I don’t think we’ll be Mistress-slave so just call me ‘Shoheli’,” she said and pulled my face down and kissed me again. ...��Yes Mistress… I mean Shoheli”, I said, flustered at the weird turn of events. The smell of the alcohol made me assume she was quite drunk to understand what she was saying but I knew I had to play along. She didn’t respond but just leaned back and laughed out loud for a few seconds and finally simmering it down to a giggle. I just stood there, transfixed by. . well, a couple of the other girls who worked at the club and myself... told the police when they came around asking questions. But I don't think they believed us. Who was going to believe that an upright citizen like Mary Simmons was gang-banging teenagers? And of curse, the boys weren't going to say anything to the police. They were trying to hang her murder on just about anyone they could think of at the time. The youngsters just kept their heads down."Anyway, it's time we got your little. She turned on the overhead heat fan and started running the bath. When the pipes had warmed up she closed the drain and let the tub fill. As it filled, she went to her dressing area and put some pins in her hair to hold it up. She didn’t like to get her hair wet after she had already made it up for the day. My mom has a very long, pretty neck, and she looks classy with her hair up. I watched her as she put up her hair, then began disrobing. She was wearing a black warm up suit with a white tee.. You’re more than welcome to stay tonight if you like. Help yourself to the fridge, and if you want I left word with the doorman , he’ll let up anything you order out, he’ll take care of the bill and I’ll reimburse him later. So get something to eat and above all rest….don’t wait up, I have a feeling it’s going to be a late one tonight. M Indeed It was long night. Thinking he didn’t attain his goal last night, his itch, his hunger would be unbearable. Bar after sleazy bar, I searched. Even.