That was when she looked up towards the balcony and saw Ben Garrett, her boss at the diner and the starring of her nightly sexual fantasies for the pa...t year. What was he doing here? He certainly never struck her as the partying type. She coughed as the alcohol burned a trail down her throat and blinked. He was still standing there looking back down at her. ‘Hey, you okay?’ Taylor murmured into her ear as his hand brushed soothingly down her back. ‘I’m fine,’ Elle replied. ‘I think I saw. ‘That fancy lady from down at the fork in the river. Pete Fair’s piece of ass.’ ‘And soon to be our piece of ass,’ the other one answered with a sneer of his own. The two left off saddling their horses and moved away from them, putting Ada between them. One wasn’t as sure as the other, though. ‘I don’t know, Jess. We need to get on out of here. This fever crap isn’t anything to play with.’ ‘Aw, I think we can hold up for a half hour, Fess. I think we can do her in a half hour if we work her. "Like a young, innocent virgin on her wedding day."Mistress reached down and placed my thick leather collar around my neck, then pulled it tight and fastened the buckle in the back. Gripping the collar from the side, Mistress pulled me back and forced my face up to hers. She kissed me, her teeth biting into my lower lip.Her face still close to mine, she said, "What a lovely gift you are."After blindfolding and binding me to my chair in our half finished basement, Mistress told me that she would. I was also concerned about the loud slapping noise her ass cheeks made when I gave it to her “doggie” style from the rear.Mrs. Peabody was a bit of a prude in matters related to actual employee relations even though our company was geared to all things of a sexual nature assisting couples to achieve that “tingle” that made it all worthwhile. I was a probationary customer service person and already had two strikes against me because I was a man. Fortunately, the female customers seemed to warm.