Not at first

"I ... I ... will think about it ..." is all that Ms. Fischer, wriggling in the trap of Tamara, brings out.

"Well, we'll see you ..." smiles the pimp, uh ... erotic entrepreneur Tamara and swings her luxury body into the no less luxurious car and roars away.

Later in the evening....

In the office of the said "erotic company":

"The bait is laid out and she is wrestling with her curiosity. Too delicious a sight I had to make that I get away ..."

Tamara stretched her body wrapped in lacquer on the exclusive designer tubular steel armchair and looked at her companion with her cool gray eyes.

Dragan eyed his business partner lustfully, she was one of the few women who effortlessly resisted his charm, the charm with which he lured stupid little things like Mandy into prostitution. Just because Tamara was immune to his seduction skills, she tempted him, but on the other hand he was only too aware of how dangerous it was for him ...

As always he felt the entice in his loins but this woman was able to tear his "animal" off between his legs and with a cold smile make him eat his mandhood!

Oh yes, Dragan knew exactly why he kept his relationship with the cool blonde dominatrix purely on business, if he wasn't careful she would turn him into just another of her jumping jacks who slipped on their knees in front of her.

No, it was better that she saw him and his abilities as a valuable addition to herself and it should stay that way.

In Gretchen Fischer's apartment:

Gretchen again admired the chic Manolo Blahniks who were standing in front of her on the dining table.

A short research had shown Gretchen that these shoes without ado would cost half a month salary of her ...

Could she, no, was she allowed to accept such expensive gift?

And then those breakneck stiletto heels ...

She'd just break her neck with those things that was all!

But the design of those pumps were nice:

The simple classic shape in black suede ...

The size was right too. How did Tamara and her partner find out her shoe size?

Mmmm potentially there was a very simple logical explanation for it ...

Should she at least try the shoes on?

Only here in the apartment ...

In front of the mirror

Just for herself?