" Thank you, Ms Needmore. May I call you Des, " Chantel replied politely, coolly, and sipped her glass of wine. "But it's just a start." Yes," Desiree...said, and paused. "Before we continue, I need to do your w-4 forms, so I can pay you." Of course, Des."It was already bothering her, this informality. Des. Chantel had something, some strange thing that made it hard to control the conversation. She pulled out the form."What is your full name?" Chantel." Chantel what?" Desiree, that is it.. "Well, maybe if you didn't mind," she said. "Do you want me to tell him, that I wouldn't mind if you guys fooled around a little?" "If you want to," she said. I went out into the front room where Ken was sitting and told him, that if he played around with Louie that he would be able to get into her pants, as she'd said she wouldn't mind fucking him, if I didn't care. I told him, that he could do anything with her, whenever he wanted as I wanted him and her to start fucking again. I also told. I made my contribution to the proceedings."Maryann, you still have a safeword. You can use it, at any point, and this ends. All of it. You have control, and you know the price of exercising that control. I'll release you, you can get cleaned up and dressed, and our tawdry affair is over. No recriminations, no drama, no hysterics. I'll miss you, but it is all your call." No, I really do want to go through with it, but this is sort of first performance jitters. Give me a minute, and I'll be okay.. "Seriously?," she mumbled before getting up and facing the sound. The source of the sound is a flaming bear, growling at her. The bear charged at her. Once the bear stood up when close enough to do a downward slash with both of its claws, she gave a powerful right jab to the bear's abdomen, causing it to growl in pain and fall on its back. Before the bear could get up, two of her long strands of hair got longer and went towards the bear, surrounding the bear's neck and tightening. She choked.