He came back with my bag and, as he handed it to me, said, “Here it is. Do you need help with it up to your room?” I picked it up and said, “No... thank you. I’ll be fine. Where are the elevators?” “Just over there,” he replied. I turned and, as I walked away, Neil came along side me. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Do you want me …” “Could you carry my bag up to my room for me please,” I asked with a grimace. “I must have strained the muscles in my neck. Carrying my bag hurts my neck.” “Sure,”. You be sure to let me know if he so much as speaks out of turn." I then watched the bulbous backside of the ginger woman strut through the second set of doors, my cock stiff with excitement in its tiny trap. The receptionist smiled wickedly at me; she was enthralled to have control over me as I sat in silence. Another 10 minutes passed and then the elegant Miranda appeared at the second doors. She looked at me without smiling."Come!" I meekly left the chair and followed her to a very ornate Art. " Dexy slurred sitting her shot glass next to the five others she had already downed.Ugh today was such a fucked up day Dexy thought as she nodded her thanks to the bar tender as he sat her seventh glass down, downing it Dexy thought back to her day at work.Working as a secertary for a rich, owning several companies stick in the ass bachelor Micah Tyrant, had there ups and downs.Like The face he barely gave her a secound glance unless it was to ccriticizecrit how she filed this or how she. I was a miserable wrench.It only hit me when I lay in my darkened bathroom, lit only with a candle, and soaking in my tub did I wonder about the night before.Why did Joey not take what I had offered him?Trying to look at it coldly; I am still an attractive woman, I was very passionate and even begging for him, and I was drunk. Even in my mental haze, I remember those ice blue eyes staring at my covered breasts - hungry for the dark points that lay beneath my sheer black lace bra.I know he.