Neither of them had given me any idea of their interest - and then once in the master bedroom they had become the instigators of the encounters."Hmmmm...... I wonder if its something to do with the ambience of the room" I wondered out loud."Maybe I should try it out.this afternoon" was my thought. I had invited Jamie (the agent) back to discuss some outstanding items relating to the sale process.Jamie had ignored me since our romp in the bedroom despite all my efforts, so this might be a good. “You weren’t?”“No. Who told you we were?”She turned back to Bill, who had asked the question. “No one. I just assumed. You went into that old KOYLI place near the market. No one goes in there apart from ex KOYLI people, I thought.”“Never assume,” Bill told her shortly.“What place?” asked Ted, forcing the girl to turn once more.“Near the market. Between the market and that old boxing gym.”Ted looked surprised. “That was KOYLI? Since when?”Bill suddenly clicked his fingers. “You know, I think it. "Coupled with Sophie's 11th place finish, the Montoya sisters cleared better than $100,000 for the week. Of course it would be more like $40,000 by the time the government got finished, but still nothing to sneeze at.Their success made it easier for them to accept my sponsorship offer."We worried you'd lose your money," Sophie told me that evening. "But after two tournaments, Cat's up to $100,000 in career earnings already. I've won close to $500,000 in three years. What we won this week can. "I think it is genetic," said her Master, after several weeks. "The only way we could get rid of that layer would be to completely starve you, and that we don't want."After seeing who the likely final bidders would be at the auction, Thomas had Mistress Constance come back for more training sessions with his slave. After a fourth session the dominatrix declared her, "As ready as she'll ever be."Every few days, she assisted Master Thomas in training Arleen to be the pain slut she was born to be..