"What the hell was all that about? You saw me leave dressed in jeans and a blouse. And you saw me come home wearing that. I wasn't wearing some minisk...rt, looking like a hooker." Well that's what she said she saw. She was waiting to get the bus to bingo and said that's what you were wearing when she went past. Is there anything you want to tell me?" No," Sarah replied sharply. "It was probably Paul's girlfriend, you've seen how she dresses. You know how confused the old woman gets."Her mother. Now it is up to me to deliver on my promise.I explained to them that my girls are going to meet with each of you during the audit and document your titles and job responsibilities. We will bring opportunity out of this chaos. I have to know everything about what you do at work and what you are doing outside of work to advance yourself away from the office and work.Please don’t exaggerate or fill us with all the glorified gifts you believe you may have. They will be exposed as incomplete truths. He quickly squeezed the left one then slid his hand down her flat stomach to her pussy. He pushed her legs further apart, her left touching Dan’s leg.He looked down to see the man begin to finger her pussy. Jenny had an odd look on her face. She felt disgusted that this stranger was touching her, yet strangely aroused. She moved her hand to his crotch, his zipper already pulled down.Jenny slipped her hand inside, found his underwear was damp from leaking juices and fidgeted to release his cock.. For debauchery was best indulged in the night, in the darkness with only the pale flickering of candles to illuminate his desires. He had watched as one after another the men had come to sample the girl chained to the floor. For a new slave had to be tested. Her endurance had to be monitored.He had stood in the quiet obscurity of the shadows and observed. He had seen her creamy cheeks parted with dirty fingers, the soft pink of her anal opening provocative to the gaze of all. Her secret depths.