'The blood types of both victims were the same: O Rh negative, ' he thought. 'Could it have been the same victim both times? The only difference in th... two blood samples was that the second victim, Béla Wilson, according to the hospital, was pregnant.'He remembered talking to Béla Wilson a day or two after the May incident. She certainly didn't look like someone recovering from multiple stab wounds, but her blood type was the same as the missing victim's.'The first missing victim, ' he. But you think quickly. "Sure you'd feel me wet... but it would be because your touch, not the waitress." You're not only gorgeous, you're smart. Finally, we're done and get ready to leave. The waitress's flirtation must've worked, because I threw down roughly twenty percent of the bill as her tip, and you threw down an extra ten dollar bill. You then winked at HER, and grabbed my hand quickly to leave. I have this feeling had we stayed longer, your answer to my previous question might've. I was like a k** with a new toy, literally. From that point on she was mine to command and she loved it. We couldn't get enough of our new dynamic. She loved it when I showed her off in public. She also loved it when I forced her to do things. We quickly opened up even more about ourselves and our fantasies. She told me that she had secretly yearned for a man to take control of her sexually, that she couldn't always do what she really wanted to do because, inside, she felt it was supposed. It all started on an unseasonably hot Saturday morning in June at the Houston Flea Market. I traveled to Houston from Long Beach, California to attend a technical writer's conference at the University of Texas but stayed to check out the Houston Flea Market. The conference leader, an avid amateur photographer, told me that I could pick up pro equipment there at bargain basement prices. I really wasn't in the need of anything specific at the time but I challenge you to show me any real.