He thinks about possibilities, and someone arrives.

Frank grinned and sent a reply to Bryci, telling her to send more pics, and that he would soon be in contact with someone who might help her career. He sipped his coffee and thought about possibilities. In the old days it would have been easy to turn her out, peddle her ass as a high end call girl until she was used up, then drop her on the street. Or lure her into porn, gradually working her to greater and greater depravity.

Those were the old days though, and his contacts with that life were gone. It was too risky to make any contacts with people he knew, for once it became known that he was still alive, his days of breathing were numbered.

Still, he might well find a use for the stupid bitch besides fucking her himself. At the very least, he could have some fun with her and her tits.

He was still mulling over the possibilities and angles, sipping his coffee, when his doorbell rang. Checking the video screen, he smiled. He'd forgotten about Danni but she obviously hadn't. Grinning he went to the door and opened it, gesturing her in.

"Reporting as ordered I see," he chuckled. "Go pose for me, and show me what you brought."

Silently and obediently the girl took a position where he indicated, her ripe toned body perfectly set off by her slutty maid costume.

"I hope you like this Sir," she breathed. "I thought it looked prettiest on me."