Seven o’clock found me dressed in suit trousers and shirt, knocking on my office door.“Enter.”Seated at my desk, Sophie was dressed in what look...d like a traditional head teacher's black gown. She stood as I entered, and her gown fell open to reveal her red corset with stockings beneath. It took my breath away. As I approached the desk, I noticed a cane lying on the surface. There was no doubt it was soon to see use.“Stand there, boy,” said a very stern-faced Sophie. “We have had complaints of. Helen turned back to Schell and sat on the couch, taking a drag of the cigarette that she’d lit while he’d been talking.“Sorry about that, Werner.” Helen said in German. “The man doesn’t know a word of your language, but he sat there and pretended for five minutes for the sake of the bit.” She sighed. “That’s why I love working with him.”Werner raised his drink to his lips and sipped. He didn’t know if it was his last drink, but he felt like he should treat it as if it were.“Comedy and killing. She had a delightful laugh. It wasn’t Summer’s laugh, but it made me smile.“Too busy to ask out a pretty woman who is obviously interested in you?”We ended up going out for drinks the next night. And dinner the next night. Soon we were dating… I got a package a few weeks later. Her collection of stories, including the story of the girl in the treehouse. It was doing well, apparently.I thought about signing it, but it just seemed silly. I wrote the last story for you. Sorry I missed the show.. “I gotta see if ya worth 2000 American.” She snarled then smacked my ass. “Maybe we can work something out.” I suggested and Lucida brought her blade up to my nipples and poked one softly. “Maybe!” she said as she undid the cuffs and re-cuffed me with them behind me. In the living room Lucida pushed me to my knees then pulled her skirt up baring her sweet pussy. “Ya show me what ya worth gringo.” She snapped the slapped me. I wasted no time and dove into her bush and her puffy lips. She tasted.