Yesterday, a Wednesday, I once again had a cross-functional meeting scheduled late in the day, and as usual, it ran late. I hurried home, knowing that...Poker Night was to start soon. When I got home, I saw Shirley's car was still in the driveway. I smiled, happy to know that I'd see Shirley before she left for her now-weekly "Girl's Night Out" with Wendy, and wondered if Shirley was once again playing her little game of hide and seek."Shirley?" I called out as I entered the house.There was no. "Please mistress, I'm hurting" Mi-Ling said, Marcia took no notice of her but positioned herself so that her cunt was over the girl's mouth, Mi-Ling closed her eyes and started her duty of bringing her mistress off, it wasn't what she liked to do, but as a slave she had accepted this as part of her life, she chose to remain in Ropeville and was fostered off to this woman, she'd learnt that although she was placed in some degrading positions she was luckier than some of the other girls in her. I spent over an hour detailing the problems in the kitchen. I had written down every instance of neglect and irresponsibility I had seen. When I was finished, he leaned over his large desk and pegged me with a hard stare. ‘Do you like your job?’ he asked me. Not one to be intimidated, I replied. ‘Do you like it when people call the State?’ Suddenly the man was possessed of a desire to be accommodating. Or so I thought. He took several notes and thanked me for my time. I could tell he was. I was so happy inside and I asked if she could come out for a dinner and she asked “dev, are you taking me on a date?” and all pulled my legs. She said she doesn’t know when she would be free, however, she expects to be free by 6:30 and would reach her hotel by 7 and after that we will see where we can go. I said perfectly fine.So by around 4 pm, I asked her what’s the plan and all and she said as decided we will meet up.So by 7 pm, I reached my room and messaged her asking where we are heading.