Chapter Twenty Two
“My pretty slave!” Pamela approached Andrea's chair. “Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot you're not the slave anymore.”
“Are all the women from the dormitory going to come here?”
Andrea closed the curtain. Behind her, she heard Pamela open the seams of her jumpsuit. “I have no idea. Why? Who else has come to visit you?”
Andrea turned around. Pamela was already sitting in the barber chair, naked from the waist down, the lower part of her suit hanging behind the chair.
“Never mind.” Andrea pumped the chair into position.
“Is it okay with you I came here?”
She’d served so many others already. “It doesn't matter.” She turned the shower spray on.
“Hmmmm, that feels good.”
Andrea applied the shampoo.
“How do you like working here?”
“It's just one more thing I have to do.”
Pam
