Sheila had been working in the centre kitchen for the past few months. The pay was fine, and the staff were friendly, altho the customers were not alw...ys.She set her coffee down on the counter, hoping that one of the staff would ignore it rather than sweep it away in a flurry.Putting on her best pleasant expression given the circumstances, Sheila went out to collect dishes and refill coffee. Her coworker, David, gave her a cheery smile and wave from the other end of the room.She sighed in the. " We both laughed.We were downstairs eating dinner Lee and Susie moving slowly but Joyce and Trisha had dreamy stares at Lisa. It was obvious that Lisa had moved up in the ranking if she decided to stay. Lee would always be number one but Lisa might switch a bit with any of slaves that were mine.I wondered what Cindy would do with Lisa taking her. That could be a one hell of a battle if Cindy was not willing; it was obvious from what little I had seen this afternoon that Lisa knew how to take. It was then time to prepare myself. I undressed fully and added a touch of cologne, then went to the bathroom door and knocked. ‘It’s okay,’ I heard softly through the door. Still, I hesitated a moment before opening the bathroom door. ‘Are you here to join me?’ my young wife asked. ‘Actually, no,’ I responded, kneeling beside the bathtub for a moment to kiss her cheek. ‘Time’s up.’ ‘Already?’ ‘Already.’ I stood and reached for a large towel, and she took the hint, reaching forward to open. He rapped on the door and a young policewoman opened it. The next room was a reception room with a desk and three easy chairs, a filing cabinet and drinks cabinet. There were glossy photos of Anne in dominatrix gear, all leather and studs, alluring but not pornographic. The sergeant pointed to a small alcove, ‘His street clothes were in there.’ He motioned me through the only other door. He grinned at the young policewoman, who laughed and said to me, ‘Better brace your self.’ The room was.