We ran through a rehearsal, and then it was time to go home. At least we got to get dressed again. "How about coming over to the house with me and kil...ing our homework?" I asked her. "Will your mother be home?" she asked. "My folks have this thing about being chaperoned". "Yeah, she'll be there; maybe she'll even let you stay for Crock-Pot night". She asked, "What's Crock Pot night?" I told her, "One night a week, she does a killer pork roast in the Crock Pot." "Sounds good; I'd be on my own. He sighed and looked at the number written on his hand before picking up the phone and dialing.“Neat n Naked… where our girls suck better than hoovers. How can we help you?” Came a deep throaty voice from the earpiece of the phone.“Can I please hire a maid?” Kit asked softly, his hands sweating a bit.“Why of course you can darlin’. Just tell me what type of girl you want?”I have a thing for rather… wild submissive girls. Maybe a catgirl? She. As soon as we leveled off, Samantha literally dragged me to the stateroom to the cheers and laughter of the other girls.“What can I do for you?” I grinned.“I want you to have to CARRY me from this plane at Meigs!” she demanded.“You do remember you shared me with Ellie last night, right?”Samantha giggled as she stripped off her clothes, “You have your tongue and fingers, too!”I undressed and we fell into bed.“Rebecca almost asked you to screw her,” Samantha said as I slid into her. “You had her. His breath smelled of garlic and onions.She was dressed in a long white cotton robe. She was nakedunderneath, having been ?prepared? for interrogation earlier. With her armsexposed by the short sleeves, her bound hands were obvious. They were cuffedbehind her back with tight steel manacles. In addition a canvas bag had beenloosely thrown over her head. ?Quiet!? the goon demanded in a gravelly voice, ?or I?llgive you more of the same.?The woman walked on, prodded by the goon?s hand in thesmall.