I drifted off to sleep. I wake a few hours later. I need a shower. I felt dirty.I slid out of his arms and out of the bed. My feet hit the cold floor,...making my way to the bathroom. I find clean towels and shampoo and turn on the hot water in the shower. I climb in and let the hot water run over me, cleansing me from the outside in. I rub the shampoo into my long brown hair when I feel another pair of hands.Saying nothing he takes over. He massages my scalp, working it into a lather. He grabs a. "You better be quiet now, you hear me?" All she could do was nod her head slowly. "Put your hands behind your back...do it now!" he instructed, and she quickly complied. Reaching into his back pocket, he retrieved his handcuffs and quickly placed them onto her wrists. The cold steel pressed into her delicate skin as she began to tremble with fear. "Please don't hurt me...I've got money in the safe," she begged, but he wasn't there for money. No...he didn't want any fucking money. "You talk too. She also worked long hours, usually into the night, so she wasn't an early riser like me. Sunday evening, Peter Cornwall returned to protect Leah, and this morning, Loni started her new job.And I still had not ridden Big Black.Mid-morning, Greg came to my office with a smile on his face, closed the door after he entered, and sat down."Garfield met your snake last night," he said.I grinned and pumped a fist in the air. "Hoo boy!" It gummed him," Greg added.I laughed boisterously. He joined. Patrick directs me to scoot back, until my back makes contact with the soft leather of the chair. “Sit up straight, arms crossed at the wrist behind the chair, legs spread and over the sides. See if you can line up your ankles with the front posts of the stool. There you go, baby, that’s just perfect. Now tilt your hips forward, just a touch. Let’s make sure I have full access to that needy cunt.” As I’m following his directions, I’m watching as he casually takes a roll of the cling wrap out.