Dominating Miss Davenshaw Ch 04
Dear Miss Davenshaw, Can we meet after work…please? I just need to talk to you in person. Something is wrong, I just know it. The email from May struck a chord with Miss Davenshaw. Yes, something was wrong. She cast her mind back to yesterday. She remembered the start of the meeting but, apart from an impression that May hadn’t got the result she wanted and that it was somehow her – Miss Davenshaw’s – fault, it was just a series of vaguely recognisable sensations, sensations which nonetheless...