We went back into the bathroom and Missy had me sit at the vanityfacing the mirror. Missy pulled out a hair dryer and dried the areasthat had gotten ...et by accident in the tub. It was then that Missyreally got intent drying and brushing then teasing and shaping my hair.I said "you are a real pro at this." Missy went on to explain that sheworked at Denisi's Salon on Fridays and Saturdays and after hegraduated high school he was going to go to beauty college. I wasquite impressed I had to. The secret service, FBI, or some other federal agency, which she didn’t care one shit about back then, got them to safety. When all the adrenaline wore off, it started to sink in that I had saved her life twice and her parents’ lives once. Like a lightbulb went off in her head, she realized that all I wanted was for her to go away, not some reward. It was her mom’s idea to blow me, but Marlene admitted she wanted to have my dick inside her pussy, if it would fit, and if not, in her ass. Both. "Ocsana said nothing but smiled faintly and nodded. She understood, but clearly had no control over Joyce at that moment.As Pete and I exited the elevator and walked out into the early June sunshine, I turned to him."Who the hell is that woman?"Pete shook his head and shrugged. "I'm proud of you Geoff. You didn't rise to the bait. As for Joyce ... I can't answer your question. She seemed completely irrational and Ocsana must be just as frustrated and unhappy as I would be in the same. Even now, she was burning with the desire to have his instrument of love-making between her legs with no need for hiding her crush on his deeply religious sense of devotion to duty. She saw the ad for a housekeeper in the daily rag and decided to apply for the job just to be under the same roof as the reverend on a daily basis. In the back of her still developing brain, she was willing to risk her dignity on the chance the reverend would revert to his alter ego personality to sample her.