If I had to take along a shadow, I chose Gwen. I still didn't care for her, but it gave the guys a break from her. At least she was a woman. Not that ... don't like men just as well, but her questions just sounded a little less abrasive, than Mike's.After breakfast we decided that we should make noises like a group of religious zealots, since that was our cover story. Mike printed up some 'prayer of the day' fliers, so Martin, Gwen and I went into town to pass them out."So, are we still allowed. We have a twoweek vacation starting tomorrow. We can go sit at the beach, drinkumbrella covered drinks, skinny dip as the mood strikes, and then comehome to the same situation we left. Or we can do something new, startingat Jill's Salon, which will create a powerful new bond between us for therest of our lives." Jim, I am going for The Works at the salon. I deserve it. If you allowit, I will chose what services or packages you are to experience. You mayor may not enjoy them all. You may love. I was being sexually assaulted and enjoying it. He could not be aware I was now squeezing of my thighs, trying to stimulate my clitoris, and this mearly told my attacker, he was twisting the fuck me button, now superbly erect and sticking out front on my bare breast.As I quietly squirmed and eased forward on the seat, he shifted ever so easily, carefully manipulating my nipple and easing my dress all the way up my thighs, until my panties, thankfully black and whispy, came into view. 'Take them. Finally, the end of the torturously slow day came. Finally! Thinking of my beautiful, petite wife hopefully waiting for me at home lit the afterburners in my ass. A cascade of quickly fading voices questioned 'What is that blurrrrrr' as I flew out of the office. Unheeded, I was in my car in a flash. Traffic was as light as it's ever been, yet was intolerable! Finally, in record time, I screeched to a halt in my driveway. Before the car door closed, my tie and jacket were off. Inside the front.