.. yes we can do something here."David knew that he had been expected. That it was routine. Thefeeling of being an inanimate object swept over him.The...chair tilted back. "Hold still Sophie dear." He felt soft handson each side of his head, and then a gave an involuntary start asthe first hair went from his eyebrow.He knew he should stop them, should resist. He could not summon thewill though. He had agreed. And if he went back on his promise whatwould it mean for the others who had pleaded with. As she sat down she’d noticed that she was actually breathing somewhat normally. She’d wondered, half-seriously, if being a slave could somehow give a person more confidence.But her relationship with Peter was something she definitely wanted to keep invisible. So it seemed a violation of their agreement to hear him speak to her in public like this, even if he was pretending he hadn’t. But it was kind of fun, too, like spies pretending not to know each other as they exchanged secret codes. . I was in my second year of college but still stuck at home but it never really bothered me, partially because my sister Lacy was something to look at. She was eighteen and a half but I had naughty ideas bout her since she was fifteen and her boobs really started getting in my mind quite often. She was now wearing much more revealing outfits which is completely normal for a girl her age, especially in such a hot climate here in California. I don’t even know if she owns anything that doesn’t. She hoped the host would be worked very hard. Children were expensive and, although Don was rising quickly through the ranks of his company, they could still use the extra income.Drss. Dragonmage continued to flip through the notes held on her clipboard."Ah yes. The medical Insurance. Yes that seems to be in order. Your company is paying I presume?"Don nodded. "It is standard practise in my company for executives. The company believes that wives have a very special role in entertaining clients.