I sat on the bed and started reading a book. I heard what he was talking, and I knew he was talking about me. After nearly 20 minutes he came and stoo... in front of me and said, “I talked to my sir about you and he said okay. I will give you two offers. Number 1: you can work for commission, where I get 35 percent of what the client pays and you can have the remaining. You won’t be getting any other money except that 75 percent. Number 2 : you can work for salary, we will give you 2 lakhs per. He sets the pic on the table beside my tray and I immediately see myself looking up at me. In the pic, I was looking at the camera with cum and spit on my chin, and as I sat on the ground, even my little penis was visible. I start to reach for the picture but the boy slaps my hand and tells me to leave it alone. I’m nervous that someone walking by might see it as keep staring at it as tough I might be able to turn it over and make it move under my tray just by wishing it to do so. The boy then. No accounting for looks, she thought. She noted a small tap on the back door.“I think this might be Debby, now,” she said, and slid out the back door. Then, seconds later, she strode back in followed by Debby.“Christ!” was all Jensen could exclaim. He stared at the vision in front of him.Debby was now done up as the “Vinyl Slave.” She wore a small black vinyl halter top that had only one tie under the large breasts that billowed out above it. Elastic back and neck ties kept it pressed against. Maggie reached over to grab the bottle. Still with her back to the window, she poured some oil over her shoulder so it trickled down her back. It pooled in the crack of her ass just at the top of the thong. She took some more oil and bent forward from the waist as she applied the oil to her legs, rubbing it up and down her thighs, very chastely. As she bent forward to oil her other leg, she looked through her thighs at the room across the street. She thought she saw movement. Was someone there?.