“You have visitors waiting in your office, Steve and Al!” Susan said in a hushed voice.“How long have they been here?” Fiona asked worrying wh...t they would want that was so urgent for the Managing Partners to come down to her office. They would normally summon her upstairs when they needed to catch up with her. In fact, they had never previously come to her office in all the time she had been there.“About ten minutes” Susan responded as the pair continued the walk towards the office. They. In short order I was shipped off to the Indies, in the company of Aunt Agatha and Rev'd Pinchwork, God rest their souls.So where was I? Ah yes, Dear Diarie, standing naked with my arms tied above me on the main deck, blindfolded, and sorely missing the nameless tongues which had, moments before, been licking their way toward my breasts, cunny, and bottom, I knew that my one advantage stood in not merely meekly acquiescing in the demands placed upon my person by Captain Miranda, like any. ” “I’ll wait on ya,” Jamie replied as she sat on my bar stool by the kitchen pass through. In my bedroom, I rummaged through my drawers for my swim suit. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and stepped back into the living room. Jamie was standing on my patio. “I love your view,” she remarked as I joined her on the balcony. “So where do you live?” I asked. “Right up there.” Jamie pointed to a third floor apartment, in a building right across from where we stood. I knew the apartment well.. I asked the assistant to bag them all separately and handed out bags to all three girls when I got outside the shop.Sarah thanked me and kissed me on the cheek, in front of Kevin, who shot me daggers in return. Well, it was his own fault! We meandered down towards Piccadilly Circus, the afternoon drawing to a close.I was happy to get on the train back towards Marylebone and then onto Aylesbury and we parted company with Kevin at Piccadilly Circus – he took a different train. Rhea and Simon sat.