" I put my glass down on the bar and smiled at Bill. He looked sad and I wondered what I was getting myself into. Well, forewarned is forearmed as the...saying goes. I joined Mrs. Turner and she led me into her office. There was a man in there sitting on a loveseat. He was well-dressed but looked like muscle. I had no doubt he was armed. He didn't stand when we entered and Mrs. Turner didn't introduce us. He also didn't speak but I could tell he was interested in my boobs. My rack is my best. 'Where is your Master?' All I could do was make a small sound and nod int he direction he was sitting. They turned around to look, but didn't move. 'Well he did say do whateveer you want.. and I'll punish her later'.One sat next to me and started to rub his hands across my now very shivery body. He ran his fingers across my fake tits and down my dress. Soon his hand was up my skirt.He found my sissy cock and balls and started to squeeze them. 'Have you come recently sissy?' I mumbled 'No',. In a moment they heard Sharon leave and the outer door close. She got up and came around the desk, held out her hand.“Give me the check first.”She looked at it then moved to the office door closing and locking it in a dramatic fashion. Then with her sexiest walk returned to her chair and sat down and looked at him expectantly.He was in front of her in a flash. Moving to unbuckle she pushed his hand away and said “ I’ll do that.”Going slowly to tease him and give her self the most pleasure she. Of course it occurred to Bill that her looks could have been the result of the healthy bank account her role on the show was now generating. Sally had told him once that the show had been sold to British television and was in the process of being sold to Spain, Germany, France and several other European countries. Not that that it bothered Bill. If plastic surgery could keep a woman of forty six looking like that, especially if she enjoyed sex as much as this woman clearly did, then he was all.