Du wärst nicht meine erste, deine kleine enge Fotze hätte ganz schön was zu tun mit meinem Schwanz. Und dann käme dein Arsch dran, dein kleiner fe...ster Nuttenarsch. Deinen Hello Kitty Slip könntest du vergessen, den würd ich dir kaputt reißen, du Hure.“Das Herz hämmerte Josie bis rauf zu den Ohren. Woher wusste dieser Typ etwas von ihrem Slip? Einfach nur geraten? Oder war er bei ihr eingebrochen? Hatte er sie beim Volleyball in der Umkleidekabine beobachtet? Josie fühlte sich enorm unsicher.. ”“You know that I got this promotion because Sam Smith was retiring after 15 years of making these trips for the company. Well, when he heard that I would be his replacement, he presented me with a rather special file; it's a list of escort agencies in all the US cities that I'll be visiting. He assures me that they are all very discreet and very safe. In fact he has been using most of them for the past 15 years without any sort of embarrassment.”“You're going to be fucking your way across. Of course you got away with it that first day, and you thought all was well if you even bothered to put any thought into it at all. It wasn't until the third day when it started to go sour, but even then you didn't do anything about it. You even told the others not to worry and that it would be all right. Were you in denial, or did you really think that everything would still turn out okay?"Just one more day," you said, each morning of the week, and now look what happened. You of all people. I was totally submissive and ready for whatever Gibson had in store for me. He waited to see me start to tremble in anticipation as I tried to sit still, then he said "Get out!" I started to protest and the words came again more forcefully. "Get. Out!" I obeyed. I opened the door and stepped out on the sidewalk closing the door with a gentle push. I was illuminated by the street lamp as I stood naked in the rain, trembling from the coolness of the raindrops and the anticipation. Gibson watched.