Ericka felt her heart race and her face blush deeply as she round the corner and neared the dreaded men’s rest room. She hesitated at the door, know...ing that her life was about to change forever. So many thoughts raced through her mind. Should I turn and go home? Would he really turn me in? Why was he doing this? What is he going to do? Why was I so dumb? Do I really have a choice? Knowing that she really didn’t, not if she wanted to keep her job, she pushed the heavy door open. The stench. He liked to do little things to remind her that he was thinking of her, this particular bunch of flowers was actually violets and daisies from his front yard. They were her favorite flowers and she’d commented on them the first time that she’d been to his house. Although he wasn’t a gardener, one of the sweet older ladies living next door to him had asked if she could tend his garden, since her sister (whom she lived with) had completely taken over theirs. He’d been happy to let her, and even. She normally never wore a bra, as she really didn’t need one for her mosquito bites as she called them. She frowned as she pulled into the parking lot at Green Leaf Oil, it was too late to worry about any of it now. ***** Tom was leaning on the rail that ran around the reflecting pool in front of his office building. He had shaved and showered but wore his clothes from the office instead of going home to change. He smiled as he watched the powder blue Mustang enter the parking lot and. " Tanya suggested. "Maybe if we can get her fired up in her 'sex mode', she'll forget that she hurts so bad. Her body does equate pain with sex..." 'But if that were true, why hasn't it already done so?' she wondered.Tanya dumped the sack that she'd been carrying onto the bed. On the way home, they'd stopped at Tanya's favorite fetish shop and selected something that she believed might help Beth get through the day. 'All she needs is enough sensual input to distract her... ' Tanya hoped."Are.