We got a cab to the Stamford Plaza hotel and registered. Check-in time was 1400, but I'd told them we were arriving on the train when I placed our res...ervation."Are you as tired as I am?" Yes! And sticky, too." Let's shower and nap and then lunch." My clever husband!"By 1300 we were awake and re-clad. We went down to have a quick bite in the hotel coffee shop."Well," I asked. "What's on the agenda?" Art Gallery and, possibly, Hahndorf. You?" Art Gallery, dad loved the Turner there, and. She suddenly blushes realizing what had just happened, she had fucked a customer in the middle of the store, without protection. She bows her head a little in shame. ?Yes sir.? she says and moves to pick up the garments. ?No no.? he says. ?I will take them.? he says and smiles down at her. She starts to move towards the counter and finds she is crawling, showing off her wiggling ass and just fucked pussy to the view of the customer following slowly along behind.At the counter she stands. Right from the start, she was very strict about getting my share of the rent on time, or she’d kick me out.I got a job as a store clerk, but the money was bad. I got a second job as a waitress, and the fact that I was pretty, and willing to flirt with the customers got me some nice tips – but it still wasn’t really enough. I was getting by, but it was a constant struggle.I was dating a guy who would occasionally get me work as a hostess at special, catered events, like bachelor or sports. And this doesn’t have anything to do with dogs. Dogs never turn coat.”“They don’t?”He sighed, “no, they don’t.”I pressed him, “So reward and punishment, that’s how you secure a man’s loyalty?”“No. That’s the first step, the most simple one. Money and pain only go so far, and by so far I mean they go a pitiful distance. You think I was loyal to Yayim? He blinded me for trying to kill him and then offered me enough money to beggar a lord. I worked for him because it paid well, and he trusted me.