They were both slaves now, equals. We went down the stairs to the unfinished basement. One of the reasons I bought this house was the basement... It was completely open except for the load-bearing pillars. I had intended to build a rec-room. I was still going to, but for an entirely different kind of recreation. The table sat alone, aside for some boxes. It was near a wall to take advantage of the electrical outlet near it. It looked like a examination table at a gynecologist's. I have to be back on post Sunday evening.”“Let me make you an offer,” she said. “If you hang out here another hour, you can stay at my apartment the whole weekend. And I’ll show you Montreal during the day. I’ll still have to dance each night but I can guarantee you a good time.”“That sounds like an offer I can’t refuse,” I agreed.About 20 minutes after her last dance, she came out of the dressing room wearing jeans and a t-shirt.I greeted her saying, “You seem to have all the answers.”Smiling,. It was as if he was doing it on purpose, relishing the sound of her body being so turned on. He inserted two more fingers into her gaping hole and pushed gently up, up, up inside until she didn't know how he kept his wrist from breaking. She was pushed up onto the chair, her butt up in the air, her legs separated and holding her in place with the one hand while the other squished in and out of her cunt. She grabbed the chair’s gauzy material with her fingers, clawing at it to keep her intensity. ' As she looked at the fine figure of a man who stood there. They started to chat and find out what type of day each other had had, the drinks flowed slowly the conversation got more enjoyable, he asked her what she was doing so far from home and how she was going to get there as it was now quite late, she had no idea of the time till just then as the hrs had flown by. The Handsome young man decided to offer her a room for the night as he only lived around the corner. She accepted.