"So there are lesbians here?" "Clients have variouspreferences, Sir". "Faggots too". "We have male clients who prefer male slaves,Sir". He emptied his...glass and watched the slavegirl remove her skirt. "Well,it's about time I enjoyed my dancing girl, I guess. Thanks for the information". "I'mhappy to have served you well, Sir". The receptionist rose gracefully, senther fellow slave a smile and left without a sound. "Hey, they're starting the engine". Charlie cocked his head. "Very clever",came. Wonderful, I thought, we have progressed, she’s introducing me to some of her friends.I arrived as planned with my overnight case early on Saturday evening. We were going to meet her friends in a wine bar then go to a restaurant. Later we might go on to a club; we’d wait and see.As expected during the week Jennifer had indicated that she would like to see me wearing a short skirt with a short-sleeved pink blouse. No mention of the Tartan miniskirt, so I kept that quiet. I selected a. He kept stopping at the window andstaring out. His voice got louder and angrier until he cut off the calland glared at me like it was my fault." Fucking police have got us surrounded. I didn't think the stupid bastardswould get here this quickly." How did they find you?" I asked. I was shaking now, mixed between reliefthat I was still a woman, that the police were outside, but terrified thatMark might be pushed into doing something stupid."I left a trail, told you. I wanted you in prison, where. M said she was pissed off because he had been sexual towards her when the daughter was not around.I said she described well how she felt- I said I understood! Again, I asked her what she actually did.Her response was amazing.She said she started undressing as her daughter and her boyfriend cowered under the sheets. The topic of the boyfriend brushing up against her was brought up along with all the sexual comments. M said when she was naked, she pulled the sheets off them and got in between.