" And does that fulfill you?"I blush and squirm. "Mostly, m.. most of the work is pretty boring when Iget to do it.. the rest... w.. well it's pretty ...cary and horriblesometimes, but the rest..."She smiles at me, as my words peter out into silence. "Oh but I don'tthink a sexy little slut like you would enjoy your submission withoutsome scary and horrible bits, would she? They all add to the excitementand the arousal don't they?" Y.. yes Mistress," I whimper, forcing myself to meet her. He askedSharon about removing the breast forms. She told him they could getwet and that they stayed on. He was in the shower when it really started to hit him. What hadhe agreed to? Was it a mistake to agree to basically be Cynthia'sslave for how long? What about Sharon's attitude? Why didn't sheshow some sympathy for him? He was feeling pretty low when he gotout of the shower. He went to the bedroom and was surprised to see Sharon standingthere. She said, "Here put this on!" She handed him. She said that Mrs Hopwith had kindly offered to show me around (where, I wondered) and give me background notes to all the tenants.Confidently striding into the reception dead on nine, I spied her sitting in an easy chair. Smiling she got up and slowly walked towards me.“Welcome Mr Young,” Shaking my hand she added:” as we are going to be working together today, I think we should be on first name terms. Mine is Yvonne and yours is? “Robert I replied….fascinated. Talk about making the best of. All my possessions are in there.’ She sighed with relief. ‘Please come with us ma’am to the office, we need to call the police and do the usual proceeding. And you too sir.’ The security officer looked at the man in white crew top and gave a smart nod at him. While they were walking towards the bus terminal office, Aida took the opportunity to thank the stranger for helping her out. They introduced themselves. Greg Johnson, that was his name. Sandy brown hair and brown eyes, about six feet tall.