I hadn’t had a dick for a week I think. I went to the washroom after work and was determined to seduce my manager.”“He had just ordered food for... us. I made myself sexy. While having dinner, he was ogling at my breasts. I knew he was erect. Right after finishing food he went to the washroom. I slowly followed him. I could see him going into one of the toilet rooms. I think he wanted to masturbate,” she said.I was like, “What happened next?” She told me. “I removed my top and skirt. I was in a. There was no morepretense, no more fantasy, no more illusions. This was it and this wasgoing to be real. I was in this for real. Sure, I'd told myself thatbefore but now, sobbing, racked with pain from his beating, and hanginglimply from his ropes, now, I knew it like nothing else.Now I had finally surrendered. Now I had finally submitted. He had beatout of me any of my remaining illusions of control and all of mydelusions of reality. I was his now. I was his to reshape into hisfantasy. Reshape. I affected amazement. I told her she was throwing over a dead cert. for a very dodgy relationship.”She took a sip of water from her bottle before continuing.“I asked her why she was throwing away her life with you and she came out with that crap about your relationship losing its spark. I told her that always happens, but she didn’t take it on board.“So I asked her did she understand what she had to lose. She said she would always wonder what it would have been like with Gary. I asked her if. At least ... not yet.She was of an age when at least half of her contemporaries had already experienced sexual relations and some of them on a regular basis. I remembered the pressure guys used to put on girls to put out, and about all I could do was hope she was strong enough to resist. The fact that there didn't seem to be any one guy she was dating gave me some hope.I got an unwelcome surprise on the second last Monday in August. Barry LeDane handed in his resignation."What's this about,.