"What kind of slut am I?" she wondered to herself even as she shivered and shook.The man couldn't help but notice. He laughed again. "Oh you are such ... sweet little slut. You like the thought of the degradation and use don't you, you little cunt? Sweet little whore like you might even last two three years before your ass is moved out to the street to start turning tricks."With that he jammed his thumb deep into the young girls ass. She cried out against the gag in her mouth. But within a few. "No problem." I might drop by after lessons tonight. I understand Miss Slater has anidea for your costume." He sounded normal and I couldn't tell whether there was a hint ofanything else in his voice so I just nodded. And what was this idea aboutmy costume that Julia had."Um, I ought to go Mr Milton," I was almost stammering "I have a mathslesson next." Okay Peter, see you later then" and he sort of patted me on the back ashe turned away.At least he hadn't called me Heather, or even more scary,. "Not this room -- why did you come to the hotel?"Lois eyed him, caught short. "It's... anonymous." Right," Mike nodded. "It's safer than a bar or something -- you have control over what you're doing."Lois glared at his hand on her wrist, but she stopped pulling. Mike moved on, "That's a good reason for being here, but it isn't what you came here for. What motivated you to check into this hotel? What were you looking for? What were you willing to do?"Lois eyed him. "That's my business." It's. That one was too soft and, unfortunately, I had been remiss and catered to that softness. Mazaki could assist with him as well; she could be soft with him while I take a firmer hand in guiding him away from the little bastard. At one point, I had hoped that Mokuba would be my protégée. Perhaps, I can begin his training anew.A loud, raucous steel drum band began playing and disrupted the quiet of my office. Kogoro looked pained and pulled out the source of the offending music. "Sorry. My phone.".