I know that she doesn't like people to ask her too many questions. While we were going out we had a few fights, because I was trying to hear her out."...And if it would be really bad, I'm sure that Janet would ask us to help them. Don't you think?" Dina asked."You're probably right," Sandra answered."By the way," Frederik suddenly said. "There was a girl ... um ... What was her name again?" Vivian!" Dina helped him."Yes! Vivian! She gave me a piece of paper with an address on it and asked me to. You’ll work at two hundred dollar an hour, with a minimum work period of four hours, as a model doing whatever type of modelling I want.”Very wide-eyed she says, “What?”I smirk, “You pay me back in full and on time, no problems. Fail to meet that debt in full, and you do modelling for me at the rate of two hundred dollars an hour. You sign a release form and do what I want. Which will be underwear and nude modelling at the very least. Essentially, pay me back on time or you stand around while I. She feels him rubbing her pussy juice around the entrance to her forbidden hole, he has promised to go gentle with her but she is now not in a position to escape anything he has in mind. He inserts a finger into her arse laughing as she holds her breath; he tells her that hole will be his before the night is over. He then inserts a butt plug causing her to moan behind the gag with the pain and humiliation. He rubs her clit hard bringing her right to the edge before withdrawing. He then tells. No half eaten cake. No empty pizza platter. No cake crumbs scattered across the floor. No beer cans sitting in puddles of their own spilt contents. No piles of clothes and towels on the sofa. No empty wine bottle under the table. No wine bottle cork under the TV. No plastic plates and pizza crusts under the TV either. Just nothing. No mess what-so-ever! The place was totally cleaned up!Jared just rubbed his eyes in disbelief then looked down at his own body. He was in his own pajamas! Someone.