.. then I thought about grounding you, but you're moping around here all the time anyway, so that wouldn't be a punishment either. So, what I want you...to do is to pick out ten books from this box." I dropped it on her desk. "Then, along with this one other book I picked out, I want you to read them and write a three-page book report on each one of them by next Monday night at the latest. Agreed?" I asked her.She nodded, relieved that there would be no pain involved."Oh, yes. Read this one last.. The next thing she was calling me over “oh Luke honey, would you come here a second?”With a quick dust off of myself I headed over to where she was sat.“Yes Julie?”“Lovely work this morning but I need a quick favour.” I could see the glint in her eye through her glasses as she held up the lotion.“Could you get my back for me?” She asked as she slightly nodded towards her back. “Sure” I grinned as I took the lotion from her and positioned myself behind her. I poured some of the lotion out onto. You "I am bi, and I like your muscles." You take roll me over in bed and lick my asshole clean - suck both of my balls and say "You ever have a bull dike clean that ass Right, and suck on them long droopy balls, huh,, now pull your pants up and get ready for dinner." I Uh, Uh O.K."So for now on I had to watch my back and my front, bc you might just break me down, and completely work me over in my own bedroom. The next morning at breakfast, you "Goodnorning John, beautiful day isn't it. Awhhh.". She also felt she could talk her way out of most situations. Anyway, this was a possible step up the ladder. Find the women and there would be commendations galore. For the first month all went well, she went out a couple of times a week with the clients, who were all seemingly well vetted. They ranged in age and race but were all well mannered, pleasant and apparently well off. Once she was required to have sex and it was all rather perfunctory, like a one night-stand. Good messages got back.