Chapter Three
Janet
Now I knew her real name. Grace Madsen. After all the excitement, the next day my life returned to normal. Grace had opened my eyes to the sensual beauty of the world. I became obsessed by the female form. The next evening, for the first time, I stared at each one of the submissive women as they entered my club. There were a multitude of different shapes and sizes, each creature unintentionally wielding their s****l power over me like a rapier thrust into my exposed heart. I appreciated seeing their exposed flesh as they walked through my bar, how their V-necked dresses showed off an abundance of creamy white cleavage, how the smooth skin of their legs and upper thighs were revealed under the swaying motion of their short flirty skirts, how the back of their cocktail
