A "casting couch" session lead to another night of hot sex.Since then every two or three weeks one or the other of them would suddenly start some scen.... One night Bob called Ellen into the room where he was sitting at his computer and threatened to fire his secretary for poor work performance. Ellen begged him and said she would do anything to keep the job. She did a lot of anythings that night, to the enjoyment of both.And about three weeks ago Ellen, dressed in a plain skirt and blouse, her. During our Thursday consultation it was decided that I should go to Melrose's next day to get to know the staff I would be working with and to explain the timetable we proposed for redressing their grievances; a limo was arranged to pick me up from John's place and take me out to their factory.There is no need to describe that night at John's except to confirm that we fucked, twice in fact, and that I enjoyed it. In itself the sex was no better than you and I usually have together but this was. So we need to completely immerse you in the feminine, okay?" Yes." I squeaked."Good now I'll be testing you to make sure you've read these books andstudied the magazines. If you're watching telly it's reality TV, soapoperas or chick flicks, and absolutely no watching anything like sports,action film's or thrillers, well?" She giggled, "Unless it's with aboyfriend!"I went white, and mumbled, "That won't be the case."Laughing, "We'll see." Mrs Blake added. "I mean this, until you'recompletely. She asked me if I was ready, and I nodded. I followed her down a long carpeted hallway past impressionist paintings in gold frames. We arrived at the double doors leading to the main meeting room. She knocked three times, and two handsome men opened the doors. The main meeting room, as I would come to learn, was a flexible space that would become a party hall, a king’s bedroom, a dungeon…whatever the fantasy was that day the membership wanted to explore. This day, it was dimly lit, and was.