But what the hell, even if nothing happened between us, at least I would have someone to spend a few hours with and possibly make a friend.I got into ...is car and we drove over to my house which was only about five minutes away. We went in and I gave him a full tour. His mood was improving as we walked around and I could see the wheels turning i.e. he was starting to imagine moving into a house like ours once his divorce went through.We ended up in the den and I asked if he wanted a drink, maybe. That made her extremely conscious and she decided to quit playing and returned to the table.I thought it best before it leads to an unnecessary confrontation so we returned to our chairs at the bar and listened to the music. Meanwhile, the Thai chimpanzees gave each other a high five and started playing pool. Thus it was a cheap strategy to not wait too long knowing that the girl is an amateur and will take a little longer to finish the game. We paid for the drinks; n went towards the Chao. Some people call me a twink, but I don't know what that means. I grew up as a small Kurdish boy in a nomadic family. Sometimes the older boys and men would take advantage of me, and sometimes my mother dressed me as a girl to protect me when our village was raided. Just so you know, I really am not a queer cum eating faggot. I never dreamt of getting into this lifestyle.My present situation started after I got my first job in America as an adult. I worked as a clerk in the office, but sometimes. So this last time, I had tied Peggy up, hands and knees foward, and ankles to the back. She was stuck on all fours with her ass in the air. I was slowly torturing her, by fingering her and leaving, I would open the curtains when I knew the mailman was coming so he could see, etc. Then on the last time I opened the curtains and went outside to peek in, not realizing I had locked myself out, and left the bedroom door open. All I could do was watch as Marve walked in and had Peggy tied up with her.