While Megan led our guest into the living room I went to the bar and prepared two drinks with which I then approached Sissel who sat on the couch and ...ooked around. Upon noticing me she jumped up and now there was no sign of coolness or self-control left. She leaped towards and started rambling: “Oh my god, there you are. I.. I just.. I just had to see you, couldn't think of like anything else since you were in my office. And I was so horny the whole time like super horny. I must have fucked my. So, thisshampoo job seemed like a good opportunity, even if the pay was a littlebelow my standards.I finally got the courage to apply. I drove over to 'Angela's BeautyBoutique' on Main Street?in a seedy section of town. Kind of a run-downneighborhood, but Angela's looked like a nice place. I am white, and thesalon was mostly African-American. That did not bother me because Ialways seemed to be attracted to black women. I entered the salon andasked the receptionist about the job. She kind. ‘Are you surprised?’ He winked back at me. Then he headed off in search of Lady Minerva. Somewhat surprising me, a couple of minutes later Spooner appeared and showed Lady Minerva into the room. To say she looked a little bewildered, would be putting it mildly. ‘Oh I’m sorry, Mr Spooner told me that Mr Mackintosh was in here and he needed to speak to me.’ She explained. ‘He probably does, Kylie… But I wish to speak to you, in private myself.’ There it was, what I had been looking for, I think.. "Dave! You bastard! Dad'll kill you for this! Let me go, Dave! I know you're there!"I said nothing but continued to ease my way towards her."Dave? Who's there? Please, who are you!"She started to panic, squirming, struggling to get away. She was very scared. As she struggled her blouse became more twisted, parting slightly to reveal her bra. I could see her arms cording as she fought the ropes around her wrist. She was securely bound and her efforts were to no avail."Please, let me go! Who are.