"Oh... I see," said Janet, softly. "Then... you are to do whatever I ask of you?" Yes, Madame... if possible." If possible?" Yes, Madame... all things...are not possible."Janet widened her eyes. "Such as... ?" I-I beg the Madame not to taunt me," Erabas said, his flashing eyes raking the length of her body that only a single silken sheet covered, clinging to its lush, full contours provocatively."I-I'm sorry, Erabas," Janet apologized. "I didn't mean to taunt you. It's just that... I need help.... " What do we need to do? Spend half the weekend at a miserable sales meeting? Because we aren't buying." No pressure. We just want your candid feedback about your experiences. If you permit us to use your comments or pictures in our marketing, you can choose be compensated either in cash or in future travel." He pushed a folder toward her. "Think about it."As he left she checked the folder. There were airline tickets, room reservations, all flexible, and all already printed in Chris and Kerry's. P.S. His parents had no idea he was gay. We hiked these unmarked trails and he knew where we were the whole time. I had no idea were i was but never lost. We walked around the rim of a gully and made it to the top with a small clearing. We sat next to each other in silence. This was the climax of the hike. It took forever to get to this spot but its beauty was unparallelled. We sat next to each other and he pulled out some pot from his duffel bag and without a word we shared a joint. This was. A manipulative bully with no shame, no morals and a body that would put most sumo wrestlers to shame. He leered at me obviously taking enormous enjoyment from my discomfort. I could smell the stench of his foul breath and stale sweat that was an ever present whenever he was around. ‘I guess you were sir’ I replied in disgust. He smiled before grabbing the back of my head and kissing me roughly, forcing me to open my mouth to accept his foul tasting tongue. I wanted to be sick and I forced.