Soon he was rock hard. He then stopped and pulled it from my mouth.He then in a loud tone told me to get naked! I then replied back that I didn’t do...anal. He slapped my face several times putting large red welts on my cheeks and he was beginning to scare me. He then told me “that he hated teases and that I was going to get ****d and have anal whether I liked it or not!” He was dissatisfied with me not removing my clothes fasting enough so he began ripping my shirt off first then grabbing my. "So, what makes someone at your young age drink in the middle of the day? Let me guess. You're skipping classes at the local college because you're disillusioned that you're going to a school just around the corner, and its not challenging enough for your sharp mind. You wanted to go to another school, I'll guess Stanford, but your mom just couldn't afford it." He smiled knowingly, "Of course, I could be wrong."He stood up, brushing off his immaculate clothing, "Listen," he said, "I didn't come. " Before you go, would you check the bathroom for me again? I have to go."It was a miracle that Kirsten was using the bathroom at home at all, Mike thought. On their way back from Northwoods Realty the evening before, Kirsten had them stop at the office so she could use the bathroom there, rather than at home. "No problem," Mike said, and hustled up the stairs.He was back in a moment. "No snakes," he reported. "I put the stopper in the bathtub drain, too." Thanks," Kirsten told him. "See you. They talked about casual stuff, though they did mention our previous experience with Marichka, and went into some detail. They also said a word or two about their desires. When I was done, Marichka paid and again left a huge tip. Much like last time, she suggested I joined them for drinks. I hardly had any reason to refuse.The first set of Margaritas came and went, and the light conversation, now in English mixed with Russian, was quite fun. After we finished the first pitcher, the conversation.