"Hi honey, how did it go? They sign on the dotted line?" Ah... yea... finally. Shit heads musta drunk half the bar before tho. How are you?" Good baby..., Look." Jan pulled back the sheet to reveal that she was nude. "I've been waiting for you." Oh... nice, but not... now. I gotta check my e-mails. Maybe in the mornin."Jan rolled over in the bed and as the tears flowed down her cheeks she silently sobbed.The next two days were exact copies of the previous day. Terry would get up in the morning,. I turned into the bar and there he was sitting on a stool perched at the far end. I moved up to him and said, "Hi my name is Sue." Yes how are you?" he asked smiling and shaking my slim hand. His hands were broad and strong."Good thanks and you?" Just fine, I am glad you came. Can we go over to that booth and chat quietly together."We went over and I slid in first and he followed. I would be unable to get away from this situation until he was finished. The bar was empty and it was obvious he. I walk to her and ask her if she wants to go as she is or wants to wear a coat. She says a coat I say ok. I attach a leash to her and add leather cuff to wrists and attach. I lead her out of house to our car she sits in front and I seat belt her in and unbutton her raincoat. We drive across town and when we stop I roll down the window so any trucker can see her tits. We finally park in the in the lot and I lead her in. We we look around not very crowded we walk to the clothing section and the. Then her sister noticed and came over to me.“Why are you taking out pictures?” she asked indignantly.“Hi. I’m a freelance photographer. I take pictures of young girls and submit them to fashion magazines like L.L. Bean, Eddie Bauer, and others. I often get girls like your sister good modeling jobs.“Oh? Can I see your business card?”“Sure!” I replied and handed her a business card that suggested I was indeed a freelance photographer.She read it and said, “Are you successful?”“I can get a.