But you have to work on your skills with your work mates."Anne considered what he'd just said, "Walt, do you mean I should fuck some of the other guys...on the team? What are you getting at?"Walt smiled, "No, baby. Maybe not fuck them but just be nice to them at lunch and maybe if you see them at the Four Eights after work. And not just the guys, but the women, too. Okay?"Anne pondered what he's just said, "Okay, I guess. I'll try. What can we do to save Sally's job?"As they were getting ready to. ..what time?¨" ¨How about 1:00?¨ I say. Frank agrees. I asked if he has a chase for me to lay on. ¨No, just a chair¨ he says. I tell him I will bring towels and lay on the floor of the deck....it will be better because it will make it more private.I run up to my apartment, get a quick bite to eat, shower, put a fresh layer of pink polish on all my nails and head up to Franks. I didn't even bother putting on a swim suit. I just pulled on some cotton shorts and a cotton tank. I have a bag with. As we go along we will heal the damage that those memories have done to you." Damage?" Her voice was husky, and she had to clear her throat before she could continue. "What kind of damage?" Why don't you have any men friends? You are certainly attractive enough." I don't... I don't need men friends, or women either. I don't like to be... to be touched. They all want the same thing! Just like you, sitting there like a spider in its web, pulling my strings, I hate you all!" Aghast at her own. As she put her long coat on over her outfit, she knew this amazing energy would start to wither and die the moment she entered Birch’s presence. His own personal power would subtly challenge hers, knowing just how to tame and harness the wildness and defiance that lurked within her, enjoying the game until he had quietly reduced her to the slave who was obedient to his command, who endured the unendurable, and who’s cunt became wet for him at only a word or a glance. He was leaning on his.