Rachel and I worked for the same company. She was in sales and I was in manufacturing. She was on commission and I was salary. I have found that most ...eople in sales and on commission have a tendency to let their mouths overload their asses and then they look to other people to bail them out. Rachel was no exception.A typical conversation would go something like this:"I just sold ABC ten thousand Mark 16B widgets and they have to have them by the first of the month." Sorry Rachel, the line is. See your sister there? The same is going to happen to you. You do everything you are told and don’t say anything except when you are told to or when someone asks you a question and MAYBE we’ll let both of you go on living. Either of you fuck up and you both die. You got that?? She nodded, tears welling up in her wide eyes. WHAP! He slapped her hard across the mouth, splitting a lip. A small trickle of blood went down her chin, contrasting with the black makeup and pale skin. ?Show respect!. "You bet I am. I went through a lot of pain and humiliation tonight. Imean to make sure it doesn't happen again!"And so, wearing Eva's silk pajamas, I went to sleep.Early the next afternoon, Eva and I walked into the luxurious boutiqueknown as "Mam'Zelle's". Even I, worldly as I am, blinked at the sight ofso many bizarre feminine garments. There were racks of dresses,exotically styled. Literally hundreds of robes and nighties decorated thewalls. Lingerie and footwear of every description filled. Both cups tumbled forgotten to the cushions when they embraced to nuzzle noses once more.“When the Nile has flooded, and receded, the fields are fertile,” he said in a deep, suggestive voice.“And it is time to plant your seed,” Isetnofret responded in a voice full of equal passion.Dedumose lowered her to the cushions, his sweat-slick, oil-infused skin slipping over hers. She parted her legs wide in invitation, though she trembled in somewhat fearful anticipation of what was to come. His cock.