" I never give too many details about a customer's whims. It makes the staff less responsive to his needs. And here is the customer now. Just do whate...er he wants."Laurine struggled against the ropes holding her spread out on the roof of the car. Do what he wanted? She couldn't move a muscle, much less resist the man's intentions, whatever they might be.She'd heard of some strange sexual hang-ups since she began work for Love, Inc., but nothing compared to this. And she had the idea that there. I was suddenlyovercome with the sense that someone was about to enter. As it would havetaken too long to change, I hastily placed my clothes into my bag andwith it, sprinted to the door.I ran all the way back to my grandma as well. I was glad that I hadn'ttaken her advice about not using the straps as at the pace I was going,it was sure to have fallen right off me. Out of the two options, I feltit was better to attempt to look like a girl while wearing it, ratherthan to clearly be a boy wearing. And her hair was blond, almost flaxen. Somewhat unkempt, but looking completely natural.To his amazement he felt attracted to her in a way he had never been attracted to a woman before - not even the few, three to be precise, that had allowed him in their beds. Feeling like he was standing outside of his own body and observing the whole scene, he heard himself speak."Listen, there is an alternative. I've just started my doctoral studies and I need to do a lot of reading. A whole lot of reading.. He wore a light grey suit, white shirt, black tie and silver cuff links. His hair was a dirty blonde, shaved short. He had the most incredible features she had ever seen. A hard jaw and chin, high cheek bones, and eyes the colour of slate shadowed by a strong brow. His nose was handsomely prominent and his mouth gave no hint of a smile. Among the colour and opulence of the other guests he stood apart, stoney and intense. Katie stared at him. Broad shoulders, slim waist, he was not tall, but had.