"Is this what you're looking for, sir?" asked Don Luis, holding up a hypodermic syringe filled with a yellow fluid. "Excuse me, but I was afraid lest ...ou should prick yourself by mistake. That would have been a fatal prick, would it not? And I should never have forgiven myself."The cripple was disarmed. He hesitated for a moment, surprised that the enemy did not attack him more violently, and sought to profit by the delay. His small, blinking eyes wandered around him, looking for something to. I watched as he took his belt up and dragged me onto my knees and without warning lashed the belt across my back, luckily my clothes were still on because it didnt hurt too much, he seemed to notice this and began wrestling of my top, I cried in horror as he began whipping me across my back not caring about marks or scaring, I screamed me he applied more forced behind his belt and whacked me firmly across the back, I fell to the floor trembling in pain, he watched me for a while and plied apart. However one day its came in reality as I was watching TV at night in my Room and I got a bit movement near my window when I saw I found this girl roaming around when I asked the same she replied that her parents are went to attend a party and will come back in the morning and she is feeling bore in her room. Then I asked her why don’t you join me we will watch the TV together and for my luck she agreed but believe me my friends I don’t have any bad intention toward her.When she came in my room. "I mean..." We are, but after I have proved to you my abilities as a female," she said. I swallowed."Okay," I squeaked. God, was I pussywhipped or what.The manhattans were already poured. I guess she'd been pretty sure that I wouldn't be late. Hell, I wondered if any boy had ever dared be late for a date with her.She watched me as I sipped my drink with a little more gusto than might have been the case under ordinary circumstances."Nervous?" she said. Clearly she wasn't."I—I—I don't know..