After last night,Petros,walked into a new world he never knew about it until then.He had heard for a place,a dungeon as they call it,somewhere downtow...,that it's roaster includes only proffesional dom women who learn you how to become from an A-male,an obedient slave,a slut as the like them to call their toy...Although,Petros is a goodlooking man,with high income,a sports car,counting a large number of women that had passed from his bedroom,he suddenly(ok not quite...)wanted to taste how it is. There I would build my new seat, amongst the seven hills of Seattle. Like at Babylon of old.The shower was warm, washing away the sweat from the morning jog. The jogging sluts were disappointed that there was no club meeting tomorrow, but Mary and I were flying out to New York City for the weekend after my dad's funeral today. Mary's hands soaped my back, her touch easing the tension from my body. Our showers together after jogging were becoming my favorite part of the day. Just Mary and. This was the first time I had ever been inside it. As soon as we were all in and Mister Corbin closed the door, I said, “I am going to ask my dad to sue the school district, and both of you. He will, too, probably. My dad knows I don’t lie and he and I are very close.” “What if I prove it?” Feldman asked in a nasty voice.“You dumb shit. If you could prove I’m a queer, then I nail your ass for sexual harassment. My dad collects enough money to send me to college. If you don’t prove it, then I. Everyone of us was bored and the warm hot burning sun was making us lazy too . Little drops of sweat were covering our faces and bodies . We needed a refreshment , and we needed it quick . I was thinking about a nice and cold ice cream till a friend came onto the idea to go swimming in the large lake not far from here . It was a private property so we needed to watch out that we didn’t get caught cause there was no trespassing or swimming allowed in that Lake . But we wanted to take that risk ..