I was so excited before I took a shower, I forgot to tell you about the shoes that match you dress, they’re in the bedroom, when you finish, I’ll ...how you.” He looked over the model’s body as he toweled off and couldn’t wait for the guys at the club to see her. He may even offer her to one or two of his close friends, he was sure she wouldn’t mind, after all she was just another model. He had become used to them, and used to the way they were. He had delighted when Eva Lindstrom had told him. The only times Cindy had ever mentioned any male before she was obviously worried and afraid. This wasn't anything close to being afraid of Dan."Why yes, yes he did," said Helen. She didn't say more. She wanted to see how interested Cindy was in about what Dan said, and how she would ask her about his comments. Sometimes a question someone asked told you more than asking them a question."So, what did he ask? Did he want to know if I had a boyfriend?"That question told Helen all she needed to. Good, if you had not done so, I would have to dispose of you, permanently.? He was dead serious about that. He told me, ?Call my other slave bitch in front of the camera.? I called Mistress to come appear for Master Jack. When we stood side by side he commanded, ?Take off your clothes bitches. I want to see you naked now.? We both took off the clothes we had on and stood there naked in front of the camera. Master Jack said, ?Master John is here with me. We will be coming to visit. Well let's just say she could do with going easy on the burgers. 'What's your name?' I asked her. 'It's Cynthia, ' she replied, accent sufficiently Australian to leave little doubt where she was from. 'Lovely name, ' I said, triggering a blush from her and a kick under the table from Jack. 'Yeah, lovely name, ' he echoed.We introduced ourselves and the three of us got chatting. Cynthia seemed a nice girl and she talked away quite merrily once she'd loosened up. Turned out she was on holiday.