My heart was racing. I had expected his "henchmen" to arrive and escort me from the premises, but a wiry man and a red-headed woman entered through a door I hadn't noticed. Instead of taking me to the outer door they led me over to a low bench. I thought I knew what the bench was for and I felt a thrill of excitement. I wasn't sure whether I should be scared or not. All I knew was I was getting wet and I felt hot and flushed although none of them had touched me sexually.





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