[email protected]." Thank you," the man said. "That'll just be for your e-receipt." But you're more than welcome to reach out to her about what she canoffer...you," Miss Alexa told him. "She offers a full service." Alexa, please....." but faded off as I realised the middle-aged manwas actually surveying me up and down."A full service?" he asked."Domestic and personal," Miss Alexa elaborated.He picked up a pen, making a note of my maid email address. "My wifeand I may take you up on that. What's your. I was a little nervous about it, I usually avoided interviews the best I could. My plan otherwise was to try to revert to my old role as much as possible. When playing chess I had to be Peter P Hansson, savant chess-weirdo. The P in the middle didn’t mean anything. At one of my very first tournaments, when I was just a boy, they asked my name and I was so nervous I started to say Peter a second time. I’ve always liked having a separate identity for the chess-me, and now it is even more. I sigh remembering the days where i had to wear that hat even to sleep to cover my identity from Kara. Now it's only the rest of the world. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if i hadn't met Kara. I'd probably be very lonely and it might've been me on that clock tower....I shake off the thought“Hey Kara I’m tired I think I may go to sleep.”She pouts, crossing her arms and turning away “Awwww…” “What?”“Can I sleep with you?” her eyes look up beggingly "Pwease" “I don’t know I’m really. Angel must have been feeling something similar because she moaned and stiffened up slightly.The beer was gone now and Mark said, "Stop licking the bowl sluts." We both replied, "Yes Sir" and kept our heads down, looking at the empty bowl and enjoying the beer bottle and the toy in our pussies.Mark turned up the toy and it buzzed wildly and the electric shock intensified wildly too. I took in a quick breath and without realizing it I started working the beer bottle in and out of my ass. Damn,.