She felt her stomach flip over. “Sorry, I just had a really bad call with some clients”, he continued. “Totally fucked it up- I’ll be here unt...l midnight if I can’t sort this out. I was just letting off steam before I have to start looking at this spreadsheet again”.“Oh, I thought it must be something like that. Can I help at all?” the words came out of her mouth before she had even thought them through. Like he would want her help with anything. He would probably laugh in her face. She was. I had to say something to break the moment."So... if you don't mind me looking, why did you make me close my eyes?" I asked."Wouldn't you like to know" she said."Yes I would." I said, playing her little game."Well, I just shaved myself and my panties would be a little too revealing" she purred.This was the ultimate tease on her part, and she was using it very well. I kept shifting around in my seat."Having trouble getting comfortable?" she said slyly."uh huh" I mumbled. I reached over and. They would then watch as she closed the cell door on them, thereby depriving them of their liberty. The more perceptive of her customers were learning not to make plans for immediately after the session, as an hour could easily stretch to two or three in Katie time. Value for money some might think, although others might have considered it false imprisonment. Either way, few complained. Her limited repertoire meant that she was often providing a relaxation, even meditation service rather than. "I hope you have got her out of those stinking rags and given her a good clean down" offered Miss Parradine, the Chief Librarian and County Archivist."Oh, yes! Those revolting stinking clothes have been burnt and I got Fitch to hose her down. She spent the night sleeping on the lawn. I completed her cleansing with a severe and thorough de-lousing earlier on today and Fitch is giving her the final touches - a splendid old fellow, that!" Can we see this amazing transformation, Mrs Bottomley?".