”’Shit shit shit’ she thought to herself as she hurriedly grabbed the portfolio and backed through the door into the meeting room.The words of h...r boss, Mr Greene were ringing in her ears. ‘Don’t come back without the business.’As she turned she cast her eyes across her audience. Six men, sat on the opposite side of the table. All of them looked early sixties, late fifties and one man looked like he was knocking on for seventy. But all very smartly dressed from what she could see. But there was. And it wasn't just that she was a babe. She had brains. She had graduated first in her class at a top university. She had been engaged to an Asian American boy who graduated a year ahead of her, the only boy friend she had ever had. Then she had received an internship to work one summer in the executive offices at Barton's Wall Street headquarters.After one look and a few conversations, Barton knew he had to have this girl. He went ahead and got his divorce from Fran, something he had already. A Carabineer hung from a red rope on the left and to another on the right. Master placed blue leather cuffs on slavegirl's wrists, attached them to one of the Carabineers which then stretched her arms up taught above her. He attached the Carabineer from the other side of the entryway beams to the chain running through slavegirl's pussy before tightening it and pulling her butt up so she stood on tiptoes. Master stood back to admire the knotted muscles and hanging breasts with erect nipples.. I worked the summer at the dealership again. Dad moved me from small engine repair to being a diesel mechanic assistant. Basically I was a gopher, go for this, go for that. I figured my dad was prepping me to take over the business some day.My sophomore year was pretty much a repeat of my freshman year. Erica and I spent our Sunday mornings in my bed. We never tired of having sex with each other. There was an unspoken rule between us, no outside partners while we were together. I didn't want.