‘The library?’ She smiled again and shook her head. ‘Just errands to run that I can’t do on the weekend.’ And with that, she grabbed her bag...and headed toward the elevator. That’s when I did something I never should have done. I waited until the elevator picked her up, and then I ran down the stairs. I watched her exit the building and I followed her. She went out the door and walked three blocks to the south to a small bed and breakfast across the street from a small park. She sat down on a. The weekend I planned to be the best ever was now the worst. I was sitting in my best friend’s living room, licking my wounds, drinking a martini. I was a wreck. At least she cared. I wasn’t alone. She was trying to help. Would I allow my control issues to selfishly sabotage that too? What more could I lose? The night certainly couldn’t get worse.“Okay,” I said.“Good,” she said. She looked up at the clock on the wall. 10:00. “Now take five deep breaths, in through your nose and out through your. At that exact moment, we heard a voice calling rachel’s name. It was jenny, mike’s wife. We both quickly put our clothes on and responded.Jenny asked us what we were doing, but looking at us like she knew. I said we were talking. Rachel was not so discreet. She said that we were trying to fuck each others brains out. Jenny was pissed off. She told rachel that i was just using her for sex. Rachel said “that’s fine with me, because that’s all i want too.” jenny, as drunk as the rest of us, said. Now it was Steve's turn. I did the same routine for Steve and after about an hour Keith brought the sign inside and told me the modeling show was over. I had sold 30 pairs of shoes at an average price of $50 bucks a pair. Not bad for an hour's worth of having fun. I knew this was not about the money as much as it was about training me to be obedient in various and interesting ways and testing my limits to see how far Keith could take me. I was sure the tasks would get tougher as my day went.