" She circled alarge area on the map. "And this is yours." She circledanother area. "Each have an equal number of potentialstores and clients for us."...She closed up the map andhanded it to me. "EC already reserved rooms for us at theMarriott and the Sheraton. You have a week. Good luck,you'll need it." She smiled and walked out the door. Igrabbed her suitcase and followed quickly. I noticed that Ihad to take longer steps to keep up with her. These heelsdidn't make things easier and I fell two. I reluctantly opened my mouth, and he unzipped his pants and brought his lund out to pisab in my mouth’. This time, I swallowed it all. My energy to argue was gone. All my arrogance and attitude was completely withered away by this drunkard. I quietly asked him, ‘ saheb, you opened my bag?’ Big mistake. He took out his belt and one slap I got across my breasts. In the meantime, there was still television and laughing going on outside from the living room. I later found out, they were watching. She spent most of her weekends naked. Currently she was standing with her legs spread wide and tied to rings in the floor. This granted him full access to her cunt and asshole. Her hands were cuffed together with wide leather cuffs and attached to a rope over her head.Katie's smooth, pale body was beautiful to see. Her short, dark red hair framed a pixie-like face. Except for the hair on her head, she had been waxed clean yesterday evening. Since she had no tits to speak of, and was rather. Her eyes, her entire face, seemed to be laughing. “If that wasn’t you, I want to meet that other guy who just about killed me.” Deirdre was a playful, delightful lover. Humor is such an integral part of her person, and it seemed to come out even more in the bedroom. She has a sweet relaxed way of dealing with everything. We held each other and talked. I wanted to know about her. All I knew were these basic facts: she grew up in the South, went to Duke, worked for a big consulting firm, was.