Time to run. As I sped quickly, I could feel them gaining. Until I was.. Swallowed. Yes swallowed. The idiot shark swallowed me. Not chewed or bitten ...ut swallowed. Maybe it was elderly and didn’t have any teeth or something. As I slid down its throat, the bright pink hues of the stomach lining greeted me. And with a loud splash, I ended up in those tasty juices of his. Great. As I slowly started to dissolve in the Shark’s stomach, I frantically tried to swim out. But it was too slippery. As my. And then he turned up: the smarmy, confident one. I groaned inwardly when she caught his eyes - if I knew my Mistress well she would delight in choosing him. She had me in agony most of the night, drawing her lips tantalisingly close and pulling away subtly at the last moment, as if our game could slip through the public eye. By the end of the night, when the party had died down and most of them had left, our true colours came out. I sat on the adjacent sofa and watched him pull her top off,. "That gives us extra cause for celebrations. Shall we?" and he pointed towards our table.The table was round. Old Mr. Rutherford claimed Melissa, but I was graciously allowed to sit on her other side 'since you are so recently engaged' as he put it. Jennifer cut in in front of John's wife and sat herself down next to me. I shrugged. John, obviously wanting to control Jennifer, if that was indeed possible, sat on her other side which left no socially acceptable seating combinations for the rest. “Hold it right there you guys!” It was very low and threatening.Mike and I both turned suddenly at the sound of the commanding voice to see a figure standing at the mouth of the unlighted alley that ran next to my friends shop. From what I could see of the man, he seemed to be pretty tall and bulky. He wore a lightweight denim jacket with the collar turned up and a cap pulled down low, so we couldn’t make out his face.. The gun he was pointing at us further distracted us from closely observing.