A desire to change.“Fuck yes! I will do anything!” she looked down as if through the table into his crotch.“No Harper, here’s what we are goin...g to have to do...” and he launches into his rules while she looks like she was just given a reprieve from death row.He watches her head nod and her mouth says things, mostly ‘sure, anything’ mixed with numerous foul words. That was one rule, already broken. He didn’t want to rescue. He wanted another Ashley. No, he wanted HIS Ashley! Shit, he gets. I sat back in my chair with a smile. “Go with the devil you know.” “Did you hear?” Juliet asked over the intercom. “If it has to do with my old boss, he just left my office,” I said with an annoyed voice. “Wayne got fired,” Juliet said. “I figured,” I replied. “Since I haven't got any other appointments today I will call it a day,” I said as I stood up. “Sounds good,” Juliet replied. * * * I went home to get ready for Tammy's show and prepare for what was going to happen afterward. I. She gave me a little smile before taking off her shorts and top. I reminded her with a firm voice she was a guest and not to be a slob leaving clothes in a pile on the floor. With just the slightest reluctance she folded her clothes nicely and handed them to me to wash.I was nicely surprised at just how firm her body was and the ease with which she accepted my demanding tone. She turned and slid off her shorts giving me a view of a perfectly formed bottom which I instinctively swatted. I also flirted back and teased him too. One evening we decided to stay in hotel as Paul wasn’t feeling well and didn’t want to be far away. There was also as there was a disco at the hotel that night so we thought we’d give it a try. We had quite a few drinks and I wanted to dance but Paul was never one for dancing which pissed me off. Then my knight in shining armour arrived in Marco. He was by himself as had night off so Paul invited him to join us. The drinks flowed and Marco said he had.