"She took her shower and washed her hair. As she did, she remembered when he did it and how good he felt wet and slippery he felt when he moved agains... her. "I have to quit thinking about him all the time."She had been asleep about three hours when she heard Justin crying. She went over to his bed to find that he had vomited and was sitting up with it all over him. She took him to the bathroom and undressed him before cleaning him up. He obviously had a fever. She bathed him quickly as he. Now, go to the bedroom and put on something sexy. Get on your knees and open your mouth. When you are ready I want you to send me a text message letting me know you are available to service me. Finally, I want you to put on your nighttime blindfold and await further orders. Is that clear?” “Yes, master”. “Then go!” I snapped and smacked her plump ass as she scampered up the stairs. I turned on the TV and tried not to get too excited as the seconds ticked by. I dreamed that this was how life was. At her current job she had gone out with a very important client who had tried to grope her in the limo and she punched him the face, breaking his nose. He reported her, and though he had no right to grope her, Paige was also at fault for punching him and breaking his nose. This was costing the company big bucks to keep this incident quiet. After Paige was called on the carpet for this incident, she was given two options: She could either pay out the money the company did for his silence, or. Maybe I was no fashion model or Hollywood starlet, but I was beautiful just the same. I had turned into a fucking great catch, for the right fisherman...or fisherwoman.“Oh, you just say that because it’s true.” I teased.He laughed. “It is absolutely true. Seriously, I think you are more beautiful every day. There’s a sense about you, a feeling in the air when you are near, it’s like your desirability extends beyond the range of human sight into another dimension, like sound that’s too.