Innocence Lost

Five minutes later she hears a timid knock on the door.

‘‘Enter,’’ she commands loudly so as to assert her authority immediately.  An elderly man opens the door and steps inside, closing it behind him.

‘‘Hi, I’m Jerry,’’ he offers by way of introduction.

‘‘I’m Christie,’’ she responds, ‘‘but you can call me Madam.’’

‘Oh, yes Madam,’ replies Jerry, keen to enter into roleplay mode. He adds, ‘you’re very attractive, Madam,’ with a salacious smile.

‘‘Thank you,’’ replies Christie, then thinks to herself, ‘‘Without make-up ma face is like a penis!’’ but says out loud, ‘please strip off and make yourself comfortable.’’

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