“Time for some fun.”
She had her loosely clenched fists held up to her cheeks and was slowly shaking her head. Of course, there’s another reason why I record all my “sessions”. Sex video Exchange pleasantries. Apparently, it’s activation would have brought the wrath of God down on my head. “I’m sorry?” she asked anxiously, having been halted in her relief-filled hasty retreat. Manipulation. “Certainly, Miss. “Knock, knock,” spoke the practiced and condescending voice of the sales bitch. I cruelly picked up the cell phone, her dress, bra and panties and left her standing naked in the changing booth, with the contents of her purse still strewn across the bench seat. Knowing they’ll soon be doing my bidding. Rudeness. “OK,” she croaked, obviously resigned to doing
