I was a little skeptical and I was actually afraid of what she was gonna say. Did she have a drug problem, or maybe she stole something. I had no idea... honestly."Well, what is it?" I asked.Then she did something I 100% did not emotionally see coming, but physically I saw it though. She kissed me on the lips."I think I like you Callie," Jeanette replied.I wasn't sure how to feel about that. She was my best friend in the world though. It's not like she was a complete stranger."What was that?" I. She doubted he was even 20 years old.“It’s a long story,” Phil said when he saw the disbelief cross her face. “Can I assume that Mr. Balsam sent you?”The woman nodded. She was 25 years old and a graduate of NYU. She had believed that she would be making $250,000 a year plus stock bonuses when she graduated college. Instead, she had worked at a coffee shop for almost a full year because no one in her field was hiring. The job with Balsam and Associates had been entry level and her advancement. I slid them up to her breasts and pressed up against her. I was filled with desire as my hands explored the all curves of her body. She turned to me, her arms coiling around my neck. I looked deep into her eyes as my hands migrated to her perfectly round ass. She reached down and slowly stroked my cock. My desire for her took over. I pushed her to the wall of the shower as I kissed her neck and rubbed her thighs. I couldn’t resist her perfect breasts and I sucked on them ravenously. She moaned. Would I get to come soon? Would it remain just the two of us in our bed? At first Yev played a teasing game with her answers, "when she pleased" to the first question, and answering the second question with one of her own. "Haven't you always wanted to add a third to our bed?" Well yes I had to admit but that did not consider the new reality of my now total sexual slavery. Finally she tired of the game and told me any further probing on my part would result in some non verbal probing on hers, I.