No way , my heart told me this was just an innocent massage , I was never going to do this, not with this ugly boy, never!!! , but no harm in enjoy...ng my own sexuality, I would control it when needed, I always had so far. I popped myself up and gulped the whole glass of beer and signaled Abit for refill.As he got up I looked for any sign of sexual sign in his loose half pants, nothing! That made me comfortable , he returned soon , placing the glass near me and sitting down and restarting. I followed him into the lift and stood as instructed behind him. We descended to the basement. I had nothing to say to him. I was powerless to do anything. I had no clothing, no job, no money, not even my housekeys anymore as I realised that they were in the bag with my suit upstairs. I looked at his back and hung my head. I realised that he was controlling me completely, and that rather than hatred and rage for him, I was afraid of him and what he had done to me. I wanted to hit him but. ........................................................................................................ That evening we met as arranged at the restaurant. A glass or two of Chianti and a meal soon had us laughing and chatting away as if we had been friends for ages. We were both relaxed and finished the bottle of wine. Neither of us was driving and I suggested she come back to my place for a coffee, “They make terrible coffee here.” I said. “You won’t get to sleep for hours after one of. This time there was a profile for a beautiful woman close to my age. Her voluptuous figure instantly attracted me and her eyes and smile reeled me in. Her profile read like a description for my dream woman. I reactivated my profile and went back to moving. I spent the next hour or so plotting how to best write a clever email to her to get her interested.During my next smoke break, I pulled out my phone, convinced I was ready to work my magic. Before I was even in the app I saw I had a.