Not only had she almost been raped, but she had failed! All his semen had gone right down her throat; there was none to give to the sisters.After a fe...w minutes she stopped, a hard look coming into her eyes. She wouldn't go out sobbing like a little girl! A little unsteadily, she rose to her feet. As she took a step she realized that her panties were still around her ankles. She pulled them up quickly, thanking God that no one but Kallie had looked into the room during the encounter.She had. .. is that what you mean?" I can't talk about anything specific," Heather said vaguely."Some kind of funky hostess/client privilege?" I joked."Something like that," Heather answered."Really?" I laughed. "I was joking." Seriously," she answered, nodding vigorously. "I had to sign a confidentiality agreement before I started working there." Why?" The club doesn't really want any details of what happens there going public," she said."Ah... so what happens in the club stays in the club?" I. ‘Just a minute, sir, You can’t go in there,’ cried a young blonde woman behind the reception desk. ‘You need an appointment.’ Ignoring her, Matt pounded once heavily on the door conveniently marked ‘Editor’, flung the door open and walked in. The startled editor, writing his editorial for the next day’s paper at a side desk, swung round in his swivel chair to face the intruders. ‘Mr Ludlow, I’m Matt Curtis …’ ‘Yes, I know who you are. Good afternoon Reginald. Now, perhaps you can explain the. He spent a lot of time in the bathroom. In between drink orders she would walk over by him and talk about how she loved what she was doing.Sometime around ten o'clock, one of the regulars that had been there for about an hour or so, called out to Katie as he propped him arm onto the bar,"Katie O'Hara get over here. I challenge you to a test of strength and I have twenty bucks that says I can beat you."Katie tried to ignore him, figuring that it was the alcohol talking. But the longer she.