Get to work".She then sauntered out and sat next to Steven on the couch, her legs right up against his, her hand coming down to rest on his thigh. St...ven was a little taken aback but wasn't going to complain, especially not when Chloe said "Tammys got work to do in the Kitchen, she wont be out for a while". It was obvious to Steven that something weird was going on, but he didn't want to ruin any mood - he was getting hard unable to take his eyes off Chloes amazing legs.Tamara could hear. He was a human trafficker who enslaved innocent girls and quite probably acted as a foreign agent in the process undermining American democracy. Becca would feel no guilt in destroying him, no matter how she managed to do it.With that thought, the smile on her face was quite real and she came around the desk and kissed Dimitri. “Thank you so much. You have no idea what that means to me. I expect men to behave like Vlad, and treat me like a whore. To be treated like a woman is.. Well, you have. “It’s not my fault my parents were strict.”“Strict? You didn’t get the keys to your chastity belt until you were eighteen, and even then you had to borrow it and put it back.”“I’m still good.”“We both know that’s not true. Deliberately wetting yourself in Danny’s chair like that changed you. If we were in the Star Wars universe, that was the moment you turned to the dark side of the force.” There was a significant pause. “Clara? You should do something naughty while you’re still in. The music was hot, the guys were pretty and she was with her best friend in the hippest club outside of New York. Nothing else was needed for a good night. So if Pammie's 'special somebody' came along to sweep her off her feet, well, that would just be a bonus. *********************Joe swung his Lamborghini into The Butterfly Suite car park around nine, having stopped off for gas. The club, he thought, as he locked the car, would be filling up with an enticing range of attractively packaged.