“Yes, Miss Kavanagh, we have been expecting a call from you. Mr. Pickering, your account manager, will be pleased to see you at 10:00 tomorrow morni...g. Is there anything else that we can do for you?” the person on the phone asked in a pleasant voice.“No, there is nothing else at present,” I told her.“Do you know where we are located?” she asked next.“Only vaguely,” I told her, and she gave me precise directions to their offices.“We’ll see you tomorrow at 10:00 then,” she said before we broke. She’d need it to fight the prejudice stacked against her.“So what do we do now?” Akilah asked, finding herself in an awkward position of having someone insisting on doing her bidding for her, and not really knowing what to do.“Well, we have nothing to do really, so lets have sex.” George said with a smirk. George, like Jill, tended to prefer to be silly in tense situations like this. It tended to break the tension.“What?“ she started, then realized he was kidding ... and started to giggle a. We did this a couple of times more, and then she went looking for new meat (I knew she would) and I was ready for change too.Fast forward about seven years and during a dry spell of pussy I had an older man flirt with me. I was at the library (I have a long commute to work and listen to books on CD while driving) and this gentleman looking through the CDs was making eye contact and we spoke a little. Man, if that had been a woman I would have been sure I was being sized up. Was this. Training them was always a pleasure and I was happy to report to Cindy that they were quite ready for sale. I did have a suspicion that she already knew that. I could only imagine what she did after hours. I also continued to enjoy time with the Rottie and the Dane, both of which pleasured me on a daily basis. Excitement peaked when Gus and Claudia arrived unannounced. I was interested to see if her attitude had changed or if Gus was still forcing her for some weird reason. I need not have.