It was weak but she was still alive. It lookedlike she had hardly eaten much over the past two weeks either, whichgiven she was a supermodel meant she...was now painfully thin. He gentlyslapped her face to awaken her."Irena, wake up. Looks like you need some help," Ed saw the model'sbeautiful eyes flutter open faintly and try and focus on his face."Are you an Angel?" She asked him gently."No Irena, but I am here to save you. My name is Sergeant Ed Jenkinsonof the police." Police? I haven't done. Hewas totally and absolutely under the maid's thumb and had only a fewminutes to get his ass up to Deanna's room - or god knows what shit wasgoing to hit the fan! He smiled at Carol. "Think I'll head out too mom.There's a show on tv that I want to watch."Carol smiled up at him. "Ok dear. See you at breakfast tomorrow."He went over to her chair and gave her a goodnight kiss. "Yes mom. Seeyou then." Quickly, he left the dining room and hurried to Deanna'sroom."Who is it?" Maria's voice asked. ” I awkwardly admitted.Salvador nodded with a serious expression. “Maybe you did. I sure hope you didn’t say that because you actually believe it.”“Of course I don’t!” I defended myself, rebutted by silence. “What, you think I just see her as, like, a convenience or a walking sex object?“Don’t take it personally but it wouldn’t surprise me.” Salvador told me with a tired sigh. “I’ve been a teacher for a good few years now. I’m not stupid. I know teenagers have sex.” He paused. “Every teacher. Set after set of the sexist underwear I try on and model for you. The final items are, a bright read bra and panty set, made of satin, the bra pushes up my breasts, part of my areolas and my nipples rest on top. The panties are a thong and barely cover anything, the thin strip of satin slides between my pussy lips and up my ass crack, I am wet by now and getting horny. Without checking I open the door and walk out toward you, I hear a gasp and turn to see several customers and the store.