"I'llcall him right now if you want! You've got some big problems now,Peyton. Bigger than the clothes you're in." No shit, but get me out of here," sa...d Peyton, starting to feelsensations in his body as he stood up.Peyton wobbled a little as he tried to stand up and sat right back downin the chair. He looked down lifting his ankles and wiggled his toes,watching the little black lace bow on the toe of the patent leatherblack flats barely bend. On his legs were tight black soft leggings, andhis. “Ray!” You shove your attacker off, and run to Ray's side, grasping in vain at the plasticuffs holding him in his hogtied position. He shakes his head at you, trying to tell you to stop, but before you realize that, you feel yourself get grabbed by your hair, yanked back hard, and flung halfway across the room, slamming hard into the china cabinet, glass and china shattering all around and on you. Your head is swimming, everything's blurry and fuzzy as you try to make sense of what just. He went to college and studied computer science andbusiness. By the age of twenty-five, he was a millionaire. Sensing thechanging winds of business, he'd pulled out of the dotcom industry andescaped with his money. He'd opened an import-export business out of LA.He was the only child of Max and Anita Gabriel of Los Angeles. A twinhad died two days after birth. Ally noticed that the mother sufferedfrom depression following the death of the twin, and wasinstitutionalized several times. Both his. I reached up to rub my eyes and nearly put one out with the absurdly long nails I was now wearing. They had been painted a blood red and I found that I liked that very much. I spent the next few minutes stroking my body with them and got them momentarily caught in my nipple rings eliciting a moment's pain and an unaccustomed pleasure from it. I decided I really wanted to get a good look at myself and so I swung my legs to the floor smiling at the deep red colour of my toenails as I did.