She flushed the toilet and washed her hands and face. She touched up her makeup and checked her hair in the mirror, then left the bathroom. She emerge... from the bathroom with a smile on her face and happiness showing in her eyes. Jack was just closing the drawer on the dresser after unpacking their clothes. He turned and saw her standing there grinning."What's that big smile for, baby?" he asked."Well, Jack, I just happen to be married to the sexiest, most loving man in the world, and I. I’m going to get a job and work hard at it, then go to Night School, get my GED and maybe even work towards an MBA someday.’ ‘Goodness, what determination. Well, I might be able to help. If you’re not afraid of hard work, we could use some domestic help around here … someone to help with laundry, cooking and whatnot. I pay a good wage and I could even deduct a small amount towards your room and board, that way it wouldn’t feel like charity. Would you be interested?’ Sandy practically jumped out. Butthe lure of all that money, she could buy some new clothes, get a better place to live. All she had to do was let a few women paw at her body and perform some tasks. Her thoughts drifted back to a few minutes ago when she was molested in the parking lot. As much as it disgusted her, it was just as exciting. What the hell, I don't have much to lose except my job. She signed the contract. "You've made a fine decision. I am sure no one in this room will bedisappointed. Let me introduce. "Yes Sir, I did," she admitted, "You see, I have always liked spankings and being dominated, but your father... well he just wasn't the type that could do that. "He tried several times, but he just didn't have the commanding attitude and presence to pull it off. He was too gentle and too afraid he might hurt me. I'm not made of china and I won't break! "And while I do like cuddling and soft sex, I also like the rougher, animalistic, hard-deep-and-fast fucking!" That's good to know, slut,.