Her white silk shirt, black tight business skirt and black high heels set off her air of efficiency perfectly. When she looked at me without speaking,...I could feel my dick stiffen automatically and she knew it too. Jake reacted the smae way but he stole a trick on me by stepping over to her to help her with her short coat."Well, thank you." she smiled at him, "there is one real man here at least."There was further evidence of this as I could see the beginning of the outline of Jake's penis on. “It’s a janitor! What do I do?”Wesley was painfully calm. “Sit up straight and hope he doesn’t open the cage door. If he does, it’s game over.”Amaya couldn’t believe it. He wanted her to keep playing the game! She was more worried about being expelled. How the fuck was she going to explain why she was naked in a cage on a roof? What would she tell her parents when they found out?She decided to ignore Wesley’s advice about sitting up straight and kept her knees pulled up. Amaya did offer a. " Yes, I suppose I was. Would you like ... I mean; Master, shall I cook for you?" No, I'll cook. But I require you to sit somewhere I can look at you. I'll see if I can concentrate well enough not to spoil our supper."He managed to create a very satisfactory if simple meal."You know," he commented as they polished off some fruit at the end, "there was no way I was going to let you cook." How's that?" Well, only an idiot uses a deep-fat fryer without at least an apron, and I certainly wasn't. We stopped playing, waiting for the worst.After an hour I said I had to go home. On the way down stairs James`sfather called me into his study. He said he could tell my parents andteachers and every one, but that he wouldn't if I let him do some rudethings to me.I had to agree to meet him at his office the next Sunday mornig. He was asolicitor and often did a little bit of work alone at the small firm thathe owned. I was a bit scared, but at the same time was excited that thisman would help.