Their bodies touch at the most intimate spots, helped by their heels. As they dance they press themselves together in a sensuous clasp which is mag...ical in its beauty. They continue their dance, all the while enjoying each other’s closeness, but now steering towards the far end of the floor where there are a couple of booths with leather sièges. Right up until the very end of Track 3 they dance, weaving themselves in and around each other, teasing and drawing themselves to the point. Besides, nobody in their right mind would ever stash cash in a cookie jar anymore because it was the first place any thief would look.She estimated that in the six month period she had taken close to two hundred assignments that paid a minimum of a thousand bucks for each two hour session.At first, she didn’t think she could handle the terrible humiliation and degradation some of the clients heaped on top off her recently turned twenty head, but when she counted her rolls of cash, she changed. Emma was still on my mind as I left Mrs. Roads classroom and went to the library to meet my first client. After a quick trip to my locker I was walking through the library trying not to attract the attention of Miss. Marts, the librarian, as I slipped into the small bathroom at the back of the biography section. Once inside I leaned against the sink counter and waited for my first customer of the day. Someone started knocking on the door I listened intently just to make sure I heard the right. "HEY! What are you doing!" Rachel blurted out as she realized a buttplug was attached to this piece! "Easy Rachel" soothed Monica. "Phil knows what he's doing. Trust him." "But that thing is huge" Rachel pleaded, "and why do I have to wear it?"Phil interjected, "Its in the contract, didn't you read it?" "Um, yes, of course, I guess I may have just missed that part."With that Phil continued. Rachel fought the urge to tense up, it wasn't easy, after a few minutes the plug was in place, and the.