A quick smooch and she grabbed her helmet, putting it on as she swung her leg over the bike to settle behind me.The Norton Commando let out a throaty ...roar and we were off, my mind preoccupied with a short skirt. It was the first skirt I'd ever seen her wear and damn if it wasn't sexy, in a schoolgirl kind of way. While she held me around the waist, I dreamed of peeking under that skirt and discovering what panties she was wearing. My mind drifted into the erotic; the sofa, Keira bent. Inside, the room had two double beds, an ancient TV with rabbit ears, and a green couch, desk and chair that all looked like they would collapse if you put any weight on them. The bathroom had a rank smell, the bathtub had a ring of dirt, and the shower curtain had mold on it."Eww," Emily said. "This place is disgusting. I'd rather sleep in the car."She started out the door."Emily you come back here this instant," Velma said. "You are not sleeping in the car. You don't know what could be out. It wasn’t as though she was a sex slave. After all, she had added eight more tasks to the Base 12 Slut Manual of her own choosing; and it had been at her insistence that he returned to the Office Whore concept. She could call it off at any time, but why would she do that when she loved being Chad’s slut?She picked up the phone and heard his sexy voice, “Reina, Task 18 in my office now.”Moments later, as she closed and locked his office door, she saw the look of pure lust in Chad’s eyes and felt. "You better be fucking kidding me, I have more tattoos?" Carl said so, but he told me not to say anything."There was silence on the end of the line for a few seconds, before Olivia heard Stacy say, "Hold on a second."Olivia could hear Stacy moving around while she held the phone up to her ear, straining to hear what her best friend was up to. Off in the distance, Olivia could hear Stacy faintly mumbling before she heard her yelling."Son of a bitch! I'm gonna kill him!"Olivia plainly heard Stacy.