Hereally didn't pick up girls in bars, so he said. Accountants don't dothat, he laughed. He'd been a town a few days, down on business. Yes,business t...ok him here from time to time.The drinks came, I sipped. He was thirsty.I thought it made sense to be a secretary, thought I could play that role,and listening to him, felt all the more certain that that should be theway I played this. He liked to be the boss, it seemed, he liked beingsmart, sounding smart -- or, really, sounding smarter than. We tried some moves, and once we stopped laughing enough to concentrate on what we were doing, it actually looked pretty good, at least from what the others said. For that set, Megan would wear a skirt and top more in keeping with that era, and as I spun her around, she said the skirt would flare out.“Just remember to wear good knickers,” Bruce called out. “We don’t want to get raided by the vice squad!”“No chance of that,” Megan said. “Besides, the skirt won’t get that high!”We spent some time. She was on her knees. She wore a red checked mini skirt with a lace border and black suspenders covering her nipples. She was wearing a black blindfold. A neck restraint with a red mouth gag was attached to a pair of handcuffs around her wrists. Her hair was tied in a ponytail.I came to my senses that someone else could see her. So I quickly closed the door. I went around her to find out that she was wearing a knee-length white stocking with black heels. Her legs were bound to a bondage bar,. After handshakes and goodbyes all around, Carl and I got into the truck. We had gone about half a mile when I asked, “So, did you fuck Clara?”He was shocked and stuttered, “What!”“Well did you?”“Jeez, you’re awful. Not that it is any of your business but it’s more like she fucked me!”“Cool, tell me more.”Reluctantly, he answered, “She opened the side door to the barn. I went in first and when she entered, she shut the door, grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me back against the door. She.