His voice showed his irritation when he yelled, "Come!" Hi, boss." It was the voice of his secretary, Janice Winsome."Be with you in a minute," Jack r...sponded.Actually it was almost seven minutes before he shoved his calculator aside, convinced that Les had the numbers right on the money. Turning to Janice, he noticed that she had plopped herself into the chair at the end of his desk, the same place she always sat as they were talking through her assignments for the day. That nearness made it. “thanks for last night”. I didn’t recognize the voice and assumed that he must be speaking to someone else, but I turned to see who it was regardless. At first I almost didn’t recognize him, but then realized that it was our porn star ‘friend’ from the night before. I asked him why he was thanking us. In fact I said that it should be us who thanked him. He quickly rebutted that as much fun as sex was that he and his friends found it much more exciting when someone else was watching. I laughed. “Sorry, I didn’t realize it was a staff only meeting,” I said and turned to go.“Don’t go deacon,” She then addressed everyone else. “Some of you probably have heard of the Deacon. You will all get to know Deacon Andrews. So just introduce yourselves.” she said. The meeting broke for lunch at that point.“Hey Judge Corcoran I didn’t mean to break up your meeting,” I said.“You didn’t. We were finished anyway, she replied.“Okay,” I said.“So what do you think?” she asked.“Very nice,” I said almost. Because you didn’t know that you could, you may ask a question without begging this time only.”She nodded before opening her mouth, “Why do my eyes need to be downcast? And why do I have to sit like this?” He smiled and patted her head, her eyes closing and her head rising as he scratched. “My dead slave, it is very simple. You must sit like this to display yourself to me and anyone else who I trust to share you and your eyes must be downcast to show you are my submissive. Keeping eye contact.