”“Hi, Carol. I hope my friend, Marti and I didn’t cause you and Ralph to stop. We were enjoying the show.”“Hey, Lucien. I’m just glad it�...s you, who saw us.“Hi, Marti, I’m Carol Buckner, and I just had to come over and get a better look at your body. You must be a model, with a body like yours.”“Actually, I’m a school teacher, but thanks for the compliments. Uh, I could tell you how you can have a body exactly like mine, but your brother will be back and you wouldn’t have time. It’s sort of wild. “Is it working?”“Yes. It’s feeling better, now. I guess before it all fell out of my eye before it had a chance to work. Lying down made the difference.” She turned toward him. “Why are you doing that?”“Doing what?”“Fingering my hair.”“I didn’t even realize I was,” he replied.“Well ... Please stop.”Darren lifted his hand. He gazed into her green-gray eyes and took in the details of her face -- darker flecks of color in her irises, the little folds in her eyelids, the clarity of her skin with. Working methodically, the man revealed her round, generous breasts, her chest rising and falling erratically as she struggled to breathe around terrified sobs. Teasing her hard nipples with the point of the dagger, the man's smile broadened, and he suddenly slapped her fleshy right breast with his open hand, the sound echoing around the dank underpass. Erica cried out, but quickly stifled the sound as the blade returned to her throat."No noise," he whispered. "No noise, and I'll fuck you nice.. ” I giggled and said, “ Really?.. your birdie has been telling you a lot about me.” He smiled and said, your work profile seems good, but still something doesn’t convince me.” So I asked him, “ what is it ?” The moment I said this, he laughed and replied, “ Well… you should know that. You are the one, who has applied for a job. Not, the other way round.”I knew where this guy was heading. And it was almost as if my plan of removing my bra had worked. But, still I wasn’t sure, whether he’ll hire.