We walked over to the register and I almost dropped dead. Behind the girls was a monitor for security reasons with a split screen showing all the chan...e rooms. We had been on display the whole time. The ladies were very professional as he paid for the items. As we walked out into the mall he leaned over and gently kissed my cheek and stepped out in the crowd and was gone. If I didn’t have the bag in my hand as proof of what I did I wouldn’t believe it myself. I walked out to the car in a. It had been so dusty in Africa.I coughed, getting dressed and leaving for the head, the toilet, and after that some coffee. I hadn't been sleeping well and so I'd been sleeping less. I'd need some pills soon, I thought. I couldn't keep going this way and I needed a clear head. I had to be stronger than this. Smarter."Hey, Jen," a woman's voice greeted me.Welsh was on the command deck of the Challenger, but not for any real reason except that some binder someplace said she should be. The ship. Only Kathleen's desk was bereft of cards. He knew though, the other girls had given her one or two but she'd told them heatedly, "It's a stupid thing to do and a waste of time and money. I'm never going to find real love and the cards are meaningless unless they are genuine and offer true love." She pointedly threw the ones she was given into the wastebasket.Unusually she was the last one to return to the office after lunch and even more unusually all the others were working and not chattering. She didn't see if he locked it or not, but he had her keys. She struggled a bit on the sofa, straining against her ropes but she already knew that there was no way out of them. All she could do was wait for him to get back.There was a flurry of emotions running through Michelle as she lay hogtied; fear, anger, frustration, sadness, lust. However, lust seemed to be taking the lead. Here she was in one of her fantasies, being bound, abused and helpless to do anything about it. She wasn't.