The best thing that's ever happened to me."She stared at me impassively for a few seconds. "Well I should fuckingwell hope it was," she said finally. ...ut then her face cracked into a grinand she caught me up in a hug. As we broke from it though, she shot me aquizzical look, a half-smile playing on her acne-scarred face. "Hang on,did you say all of it? Including our little shopping expedition?"I reddened, then nodded. "Well that's just as well," she said, "becauseyou're going out again on Friday. But I can tell you that Mr. Cockburn didn't have toask about your skills because he knows you have the skills to do thejob. And when you check back with Melissa, she can talk more freelythan I can," Judy said, giving a little wink when she mentioned Melissa."Thank you, Judy. If I get the job, I know that I will enjoy workingwith you and Mr. Cockburn." When you do your job well, he's a great boss to work for. Now you havea friend waiting back at New York New York who wants to know all. Tasha had dressed her in a navy blouse--I don't know where she got it--complete with a light blue tie. Her breasts, B's looking large on such a slender girl, pressed provocatively to either side of the tie, and the thin white blouse fell to cover the waistband of her pleated blue skirt. Her skirt was laid out in a circle around her bound form, half covering her thighs, a rich light brown, dipping slightly between them as they were pulled wide by ropes looped around her knees. Looped twice. ?When making love during the days before the date I would have her tellme about the torture and her fantasizing out loud while making love would trulydrive her deep over the edge .? Once at a coffee shop while sitting anddiscussing an article in the New York Times, I asked her what torture she haddreamed up for the next date.? Her righthand dropped to her crotch and she began to pant.? I told her to put both hands on the tablepalms down.? She did.? I told her she could cum.? Her eyes stayed.