"You were great," Marita said. "Really great."Nicole took the bills, uncertain what to do with them."I mean it," Marita said. "I think that was the be...t ever. You were worth five hundred, and more. Listen, is there a number where we can get in touch with you? Leon and I are in town three or four times a year. We'd love to see you again."Nicole stared.Marita laughed."Oh, don't you get it?" she asked, taking Nicole's hand. "Leon's my husband. We like to play games. One of our favorites is two. He took her into a bedroom with a big four poster bed with the finest furnishings Barbara had ever seen. He guided her onto the bed, placing her there. He quickly took his clothes off until he was naked. Barbara started to panic. She had a dilemma. Does she make her excuses & leave? Or go with it, bearing in mind she kind of instigated the moment. So for her to suddenly back out after leading him on which would no doubtedly arouse his suspicions. She decided to go with the latter as he was now. When the phone rang a little after 9:00 my comfort came crashing downhowever, as I heard Mistress Sandy say, "My door, 15 minutes. Bringyour purse but leave your boy things at home. Is that clear sissy?" Itwas, so I stammered a simple "Yes Mistress" and hung up.I will not say it was unexpected. This time the bathroom was in order,all my things put away. My purse was out and packed with make-up and afew items I might need. There was even a packed bag of male things thatwould unfortunately. Shelia had wandered into the garden now; her head brimming over with events.Coming to an aged oak tree she had a sudden urge to climb into it’s low heavy branches. It seemed beckon her as a refuge. She clambered into it and sat astride a broad bough; deep within its foliage.Then after a short while she was startled by Guy’s voice!“It seems it’s our destiny to be drawn together young Shelia.”“Mr Guy! Where did you come from?”“Well ... this has been my secret escape place since I was a lad; a.