" She said, giving in to a bit of naughtiness. "We will need to change the sheets after, my lover." She closed her eyes a moment, and seemed to think ...ard, her brow furrowed more deeply than before, then she opened her eyes again, and she swallowed. "Enter me fully." She said, and took hold of his hips with both hands, and her feet came around him and locked behind his bottom. "Either you do it or I will."He breathed in deeply and closed his eyes. She felt him tense for a thrust, and relaxed. "Last night someone offered me a job... or rather someone offered us a job!" The words came tumbling out of her mouth before she knew it. She was surprised... she hadn't even been thinking about that... At least she didn't think she had. But as she spoke the idea seemed to get better and better... the memory of the bills on the dresser... and the fact that Tim obviously didn't want to get an ordinary job just then... and why should he get an ordinary job, she thought, completely reversing her. A bit of adjustment to my fake tits and I thought I was done, but then she brought the finishing touch: a pair of high-heeled stiletto shoes. I put them on and walked about, wobbling at first but soon swinging my hips like a good slut, making her giggle. We kissed, Jenny on tiptoe to reach my new height. She sat me down in an armchair, and got out some make-up. Delicately, she applied dark red lipstick to my mouth and outlined my eyes with black eyeliner, so that when I looked in the mirror. In war torn places where children are particularly vulnerable.”“That is dark. Why?”“Years ago we sort of rescued this young woman in Paris. She wasn’t taken as a slave, but easily could have been. But we met people who were involved in liberating these children. So it came from that. I’ve interviewed victims, liberators and those who had been involved in the rings. Just got back from Paris where I did a lot of research. Probably not best seller stuff.”“Probably not. But you do have a way to get.