Frank dragged his struggling burden into a darkened alcove hidden by a large trash dumpster. There were no security cameras as far as Frank could see....Good. She was dressed in a smartly tailored jacket, blouse and slacks but the man wasn't interested in her fashion statement. With quick efficiency he pulled down her slacks. Her panties followed. The woman renewed her struggle but Frank wasn't worried. Hers was a lost cause. He bent her over a concrete abutment, freed his prick from his clothes. I asked about the money I was paying for her keep and she said she had paid that out of the housekeeping account as well. I could see Wendy looked uncomfortable at us talking about her and I included her by saying, "I know we said a week's trial, but events overtook us. Ethel seems happy with your progress. How do you feel about working here?"Without replying, Wendy then left the room and went to the snug to get something. I looked at Ethel and she just shrugged.Wendy wasn't gone more than a. Normally, I wouldn’t meet with a client outside of the office, but she was very convincing. I did eventually agree, but I drove my own car and followed her. As I remember, it was a typical bar lounge. We took a table and ordered a couple margaritas.”“What happened after that?”“Well, we we had a couple drinks and talked a bit about what type of trust she wanted to set up before we were approached by a couple men that asked to pay for our drinks. My client eagerly accepted, but I was. I put him off for the longest time because he was so good looking. I thought it was a setup. Ended up running into him at the carwash and well he was at my place in an hour and my getting to know him speech became a thing of the past. After some really nice sex several times he slipped out to his car and brought back the old hog tie handcuff set. No, not yet I told him we had more fun fighting over the handcuffs than we would have using them.Date 2 I still held back, he even handcuffed himself.