Until she’d foolishly discovered she’d allowed herself to fall in love with the conniving bastard.Once her meal came, she gave the guy a generous ...ip, then sat behind her desk and just stared at the two containers of food, wondering how she’d ever manage to swallow even a single bite without being sick. Thanks to him, she’d lost not only her appetite, but her faith in men. And she knew it would be a long time before she ever let herself get involved with anyone else, providing she ever did. . When laced up,they gathered and thrust our completely exposed titties forward inperfectly fitted quarter bras. Our stockings were sheer full fashionedwhite nylons with lace tops, which attached to the eight corsetsuspenders."You old girls," Maria added, "all know your proper cinched waistmeasurements demanded by your Mistresses. Greta will double-check all ofyou. Heather, Dani shall be twenty-four inches this evening. There aretape measures over on the small table. Please use them."Once done. "Bring some food and a bottle of wine to my room immediately." Yes, sir" He replied while almost bowing his head."We will eat here before we go to his room." Mr. Martinez's friend said to him. "I won't have him drink on me this evening."Both of them chuckled and they left chatting while a pair of girls talked about how hot Mr. Martinez and his friend where but he couldn't care less. He went to see if Mark he was ready to go home since his shift was almost over.*****"You want to do what?". "Oh? How hot?"Sarah blushed and laughed again, this time a little awkwardly. "Not THAT hot!" she said with a hint of regret.The conversation drifted on to other topics then; as was usually the case when they all got together.Everyone had so much to talk about, that one person could only be the centre of attention for a brief time. It was a great system for being able to talk about your life, without feeling as if your privacy had been totally trashed.The afternoon sped by and come teatime there.