So when he took over control (after Evert-Jan had to persuade the hospital with legal threats first) I moved to Switzerland. Therapy started and with ...uccess...In the meantime I 'officially' changed jobs and employer, just to cover up that I was being hospitalized. Only a few board members of that companies knew, but they cooperated because they where customers of my daddies company (at that time runned by Evert-Jan). In Switzerland I had daily sessions that gave me back my life. I was guided. “Nice”, said Reena who was leaning against the door frame. “Who gave you permission to be here ?”, answered the house mistress pretending to be angry.Reena ignored the question. She wore only a straight rough silk dress and didn’t have anything else covering her tall body, not even her lovely Lebanese ass which jiggled every time she walked and drove Moïre crazy. Reena’s face was pretty, her tits were small but she had wide hips and a full ass with pear-shaped buttocks. She was about Moïra’s. “You will be my willing partner, following all my directions. We have plans to join Sydney and Maya for the weekend. I have already discussed with them what will happen. “ John stared at Pam in her black bustier, tightly laced to push her tits up, her mini skirt that barely covered her ass but clearly showed her seamed stockings, completed with knee high stiletto leather boots. She looked every bit the dominating mistress. It took a few moments for her words to settle into his mind. “You mean. 2017, 22:55 Uhr.Das Fitnessstudio „Fit and Fun“ in einem Vorort von Frankfurt ist fast menschenleer.Kein Wunder, es ist ein lauer Sommerabend und um 23 Uhr macht das Studio wie üblich dicht.Hinter der Theke ist die 23-jährige Bianca dabei die Tageseinnahmen zu zählen. Viel ist es nicht, aber 322,50 € sind für einen Sonntag gar nicht mal so übel. Sie kann es gar nicht erwarten endlich nach Hause zu kommen. Die lange Steherei hinter der Theke hat sie müde gemacht. Ihr dunkelblondes schulterlanges.