"I opened the letter and found the invitation, and a letter that told methe name of my escort and his picture. It was Doug! I showed mom hispicture, t...en she helped me get undressed. In the morning I left for thesalon early, knowing that it would take them several hours to make mebeautiful, and I was right. I had asked for waxing, so that's what camefirst. As the strips were yanked away and my skin became hairless, I layback and smiled to myself. This was the treat that I had always. .. Happily so.I stood up and went to my quarters and took a quick shower and dressed as quickly as I could. I wanted to rub my pussy in the shower, but I knew that she was testing my obedience by watching how long I was gone. I used the hand held shower head on my clit while thinking that I need to read the fine print on my contract.After I returned, I drew her bath and resumed my regular duties of bathing her and toweling her until I was sure that she was completely dry and then massaged her. A couple of business people got in with us. After a few moments Philippe began some small talk.“So Ben, Have you been looking forward to starting work again today?” He asked casually.“Yes, it seems like a long time. One can get out of practice. Better to have regular work.” I replied.“I'm sure we can supply more regular work. Specialist skills are sought after. We wouldn't want to lose them.”The doors opened and the other passengers stepped out. Philippe spoke quickly in his usual businesslike. ‘You stayed in London until I had recovered. Where you waiting to be arrested?’ Claudette nodded and said, ‘Yes. I left town when I heard that you said you had not seen your attacker. I had no intention of injuring you. When I saw you looking at me with such great disappointment in your eyes I got angry and shoved the dildo into you. I had not lubricated it. I did not expect your pussy to be so small. The pain I saw on your face forced me to see myself for what I was, and what you really meant.