They had found a few, but they weren't obvious unless you looked at more than one case at a time. All were appalled when they realized how freely thes... 'flesh peddlers' operated. Information from other guests fit quite well with the pieces Muireann's Clan had found. These vermin were able to forcibly enslave people, with little or no interference from authorities. It was almost unbelievable that so many people could be involved and it not be noticed.Slavery per se, was something they did not. Her smooth voice escaped her lips. "Oh my, you're definitely a wet one, aren't you?" She said with a hint of tease in her voice. I stammered, "I-I-I...uhm..." I've never been aroused by somebody so intensely, and quickly. She ran her hand up my thigh, and over my pulsating, wet (almost dripping) pussy. She shoved me against the tile wall and unbuttoned my shirt. "Don't you worry," She said. "I'm gonna make you feel amazing." She said, with a hint of evilness in her eyes. She ripped my shirt. This was her first full time office job and she was extremely exited. She is 5'6, slim with perky breasts and a perfect apple bottom. Her parents are first cousins and she is probably arranged to marry her first cousin. From the first time I saw her i wanted to rip off her tight trousers and forcefully fuck her up the ass. She dressed in tight office slut wear, usually trousers with a white blouse. We actually got on really well, I played my usual cool co worker role and it wasnt long before we. . you know," she amended her question. "I don't want to do that," she reiterated.I began to understand that Suzy wanted to do ... something ... but didn't want to volunteer to do ... anything. She wanted to be convinced, or something like that, to do these new things. I've met women since then who were like that. They felt better about themselves morally if they didn't volunteer, but were ... convinced instead. I didn't quite grasp that concept back then, with Suzy, but some instinct told me to.