I walk over and stop in front of the desk. "Sir?" I question. Still looking at the papers, he addresses me. "Go sit down in one of the chairs over the...e. I'll be with you in a moment." Feeling both a bit uneasy and a little fluttery, I take a seat. As he continues to the mark the assignments I try not to stare to obviously at him. I lick my lips to moisten them as my mouth becomes dry. After what seems like an endless silence, he takes the papers and places them in a filing cabinet behind his. " And here you were so hot to collar me yesterday. What happened?"Amanda was not sure what made her decide to be cheeky towards Roquan again. Perhaps it was resentment over forcing her to make this decision now just because he wanted to save his own precious time. Perhaps it was a last parting shot, knowing she was going to be gone one way or the other by nightfall.Whatever the reason, Roquan chose not to rise to the bait. He remained calm as he leaned back in his chair, regarding Amanda with a. Evelyn felt this was unfair, but shedidn't argue with Miss Pratt! As Evelyn licked Miss Pratt's clitty, she remembered telling Miss Pratt ofher fantasies some four years before. It had seemed incongruous to the sophisticatedowner of the Spotlight Inns that this girl could cope with Evelyn's fantasiesof chastity and torture. Sure she'd been Wilbur's domme for a couple of years,but men had that lust thing going on for young women...Evelyn was completelyheterosexual, and it would take a lot of. As I checked my makeup one more time in the mirror, a tall handsome man walked out of the front door, and waved at my car. He greeted me with a, "Hey, Mischa?" "Hey there... Tom?" I replied. "Yeah, I'm glad you made it! Come on in, and grab you a drink," he said, smiling. As I stepped out of the car, I could feel his eyes scanning my body, then he took my hand like a gentleman. "You look absolutely gorgeous, I can't believe I get you all to myself," he commented with an elevating whistle. I.