He smiled. On some level, she realized that she was, in effect, designing a very kinky marriage contract."Granted," he said. He made another note on t...e contract. She took the pen from him, and before she lost her nerve, she signed it. He signed it as well, looking perhaps a bit too satisfied with himself. He paid for her in cash."I wish to watch her processed before you ship her home with me," he said to the dealer who had brought her in."Of course sir," he said graciously. "Please, follow. Matt saw stars and had trouble getting his breath after the gut strike and with the gag in his mouth.Matt had fallen into a partial fetal position and it was a good thing. Tango 2 had moved within kick range and attempted a kick to Matt’s groin, probably in retribution for what Matt had done to Jorge’s nuts. The position of Matt’s thighs gave him partial protection for his package without much pain, but he bucked as if he were in excruciating agony so that maybe the guy would get the wrong idea. "Why would you be embarrassed? You’re a single woman and I am sure Brandon would not mind you dating." I said but was wondering why she was being so secretive."Ok, I'll tell you but please don't tell anyone else. I met a guy on line." She said as she looked me in the eyes."So that is not so bad." I said trying to reassure her."Well he is also black." She said as she again looked toward the stairs."Oh!" I said as a traditionally raised white southern woman I understood her reluctance to be open. Checking the downstairs, all I could find was a couple of cokeheads snorting in a master bedroom on top of a beautiful antique armoire. Heading upstairs to look, I began opening doors to bedrooms, finding most to be empty. The rental house was pretty shitty, even by NBC's standards. Only 5 bedrooms upstairs and 3 downstairs. Hell, the thing didn't even have a pool!The last room in the hall upstairs, on the right, was the door to the master bedroom of the house. Walking down the hall, I could.