“You don’t know what you are missing!” she said.Trouble wasn’t particularly demanding of the girls. She was more interested in exploiting them...to make a little money before their shift started. When the door opened, she told them to crawl on all fours through the club. The girls had to crawl in heels with their panties in their mouths through the kitchen, bar, stage area, and then into the locker room behind Trouble.Brock asked Sarah if he could see Danny and told her he was told to come by.. Sylvie was left alone - a picture of bemused lust; her neat blonde bun had unwound. Strands of almost platinum hair concealed most of her taut blouse covered bosom, but not all. Raised domes of cotton peaked provocatively through the shimmering curtain of hair; hard evidence of the erupting flesh. Hal would have relished the sight; platform nipples were one of his fetishes. He had confessed as much to Anna - as he had stroked hers during their recent lovemaking. Sylvie shuddered, and then. "Like, if they're not home, I'm really fucked," Ithought, "I've no other place to go," when the door was opened by Emma.She just stood there and stared at me for several seconds as a look ofhorror spread over her face. "Jesus, Danni, come in," she said. She ledme over to the couch and had me sit down while Eric brought severaltowels and wet washcloths. I managed to get out a couple of sentences asshe worked on cleaning me up to let them know what had happened.Finallyshe said, "Well, I think. “Alright, well at least uncuff me before you go,” I said. I was trying to turn my head to look at her but couldn’t see her; I could just hear the sounds of her pocketbook and keys jingling as she prepared to leave. She came over to where I was bound, head hanging down, and bent down next to me.“Sorry, no time. Love you.” She gave me a quick peck on the forehead before rushing to the door.“Oh, come on!” I shouted to the door as it closed behind her.Jess was at the restaurant in ten minutes. It.