I told her to call Snap-On or whoever made what they needed. Mandy and Sandy smiled at me giving each other a high five.Guess I made their day, didn't...I?In my office the fax was beeping. It was out of paper with a pile in the "received" tray, and flashing seventeen faxes in memory.I went upstairs to ask Ruth where paper was for my fax machine. One of her walls was a louvered closet and it was now jammed with various supplies. So that's why her office is smaller than the other two.I put fresh. She continued her mouthing and gentle biting, it sent a flush to my cheeks and set my head spinning, and I jumped as I felt her soft palm enclose my member. Her long fingers wrapped it like a cage, and she began to pump slowly, torturously, moving the skin up and down. I bucked at the sensation, trying to push into her hand, but she held it in a firm grip, dictating the pace. She bit me again, a little harder, for my attempt to circumvent her control, and I felt my muscles weaken as I fell back. Without asking, I pour two glasses of wine. Meanwhile, Dave looks at my paintings. He is standing at my last acquisition when I hand him a glass of white wine. "Beautiful," he says briefly. "I recently bought it from a Nigerian artist in Antwerp. He personally delivered the gouache. I won't tell Dave that it took all afternoon.We are going on the balcony. The weather is beautiful. My balcony is facing west. The evening sun is warm. We talk about a lot of things. I can't keep my eyes off Dave.. I cannot bear the sight but I cannot help also and it will disturb me very much. As a woman the greatest sin for me is rape"Then she asked " sir - don't mistake me - are you married and have children?"I said " yes — I am married and I have two daughters."She said " then you will understand what I say. There are also times when the VIP demands young immature girls — girls only 8 or 10 years old and not physically ready to take men — and then the VIP spoils such girls — I think you will agree.