"I guess that it's more than anightgown thing." It's a lot more than a nightgown thing." Do you want to talk about it?" she said while taking a seat a... thetable."Sure," I said. "But the real question is, do you want to hear aboutit?" I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want to." I'll give you the short version," I said. "I simply got to the pointwhere I couldn't live my former life any longer. I hated what I'dbecome. On the surface I'd been successful, up until down sizing. Greatjob,. “I’m honored by the offer and I’m very pleased to accept, my lord. I will die for you, if necessary. I swear to you ... I belong to you forever now. So, this would be a global security bureau or something of that sort? It would have operations and cells or teams or field offices in every part of the world? Am I correct in saying this?” Laura asked me, truly tickled pink at both the new honor and the way that my hands roamed all over her silky flesh.“Indeed. I trust you to help organize this. I’ve got vodka and scotch.’ ‘Can you make me a screwdriver?’ ‘Sure can.Turn on the stereo and have a seat and I’ll be right with you.’ I mixed him a strong drink and made myself a scotch on the rocks.I took a Quaalude out of my purse and washed it down with a sip of my drink,touched up my face and joined him in the living room where he was sitting on the couch.I placed our drinks on the coffee table and demurely sat sideways on the couch, facing Jerome, causing my skirt to ride up and showing. I slipped the satchel from my shoulder with the few papers I had left in it, undid my heavy duffel coat, and tossed it into the corner, and in one sweep, lifted my heavy wool sweater and underlying t-shirt over my head and threw it onto the discarded duffel coat.The disappearance of the warmth to be met by the sudden cold, emboldened by the surge of sexual wantonness, made my nipples pop, I could see them point straight out proud in front of me, his eyes were huge and round as he saw these.