A moment or two later she took it back out, reached down, and started stroking the narrow strip of thong that ran between her legs. She was portraying...the image of someone with complete sexual awareness quite convincingly, especially given that she had little or no experience herself. "Sit on the settee please, Bob," she requested quietly, but firmly. Ali got up off the floor as Bob sat down.She could see by the obvious bulge in his tracksuit bottoms that she had achieved her objective. Walking. I could hear whines, down below, coming from the dungeon. I wondered if he heard his daughter languishing below. “I don’t understand,” he finally said. “Usually, I don’t pay anyone until after the auction. And truthfully, those monies are supposed to be deposited in an account for the retirement of the slave. Minus my commission, of course.” “But, this isn’t legal…” As if on cue, my fax machine began to spit out a received transmission. I sipped my coffee, and when the machine beeped to signal. It hadn't been busy when I came in, but it had suddenly gotten even quieter. I looked around and spied a bunch of people scrambling out the back. Then someone stepped up to my table.I turned and looked up...waaaay up.He wasn't wearing his sunglasses this time, but the bald head and bushy red moustache was unmistakable: Man-mountain!I had encountered the huge biker I had nicknamed that a while ago at another bar back in town. It hadn't ended well for him."Shit..." I groaned. This wouldn't end. Strong end, on, outside. On-tackle, pull, lead. On-guard, pull, hook tackle. Koch, on near gap, downfield. Off-guard, inside, on, outside linebacker. Off-tackle, release. Split-end, down-field. Norton, take exaggerated open step, keep angle away from the line — look for the ball all the way — key to pulling tackle’s block downfield.’ We were penalized for too much time in the huddle. ‘Goddamn it,’ Jacko said in the huddle. ‘Stay awake in practice.’ ‘Bullshit,’ somebody said. ‘Stop making up.