Initially I had been worried that something had happened to Amanda but his tone and words didn't really portray that. It did seem urgent though, so I ...wiftly set out on my old journey.I arrived about forty minutes later and was met by a smiling Jill Cope, who called Mrs. Gifford who came and took me straight to Mr. Thomas' office."Hello again David. Thank you for coming so promptly." He opened politely, shaking my hand and indicating a chair."No problem. I had little else on." Still no job. She loved every part of that lifestyle. And she had the means to live it every night. Her rich upbringing made sure of that. She particularly liked hanging out in the "Deep Web", a goth-style night club that matched her aesthetics. She always liked to dress in black. Black boots, long up to her knees, black cute dresses that showed a bit more skin than her parents would approve. They all went great with her long and straight dark hair. She really liked her hair and took extremely good care of. ’ Sondra knew the implied threat was that if she did not say all of what she had been told all the way through, exactly right she would not be able to stop. Perhaps ever. ‘Cocks taste like my orgasms, I love to lick and suck them.’ ‘I like to flash men. I like to make men horny.’ ‘I like to be naked and show men my body. I want to be naked and show men my body.’ ‘It feels good to be naked and make men horny. I love making men horny.’ ‘I love having men look at me with lust, it makes me horny.’. Jane, trying to be thesensible adult had actually talked to the child at oneof her mother’s boring dinner parties. Jenna, that washer name. She was a pretty girl, tall and skinny, sortof athletic looking. She had always struck Jane assomething of a spoilt brat, and she was so rude to hermother, and now Jane was to be shown to her like someamusing exhibit. Jane felt sick at the thought.About an hour later, as Jane was busy cleaningMiranda’s room, the blonde stuck her head round.