He's just one of those mysterious shadowy types that come through this place now and then. This town is full of guys like him and they all think they'...e mighty wise, I thought. A couple of days, or a week at the most—he'll be moving on.Well... , turned out he and I had something in common. Like me, this guy was crazy about the old pop ballads from the '30's and 40's. A couple days later, he dropped by my room, a little cubby hole on the second floor."They tell me downstairs that you play Jazz. I'd get home and Pamela would play up, as she said, she enjoyed being spanked. Well I was rarely in the mood for games and one night I slapped her across the face, just to quieten her down you understand I had no intention of hurting her. As it turned out, it worked very well, she made no more sexual demands of me for a couple of days, which suited me fine, I was always tired anyway. "So next time she played up I hit her again, this time a little harder. Then, as these things do, it became a. He was shocked when Martin took out a piece of duct tape. Before Martincould tape his mouth, Trevor said, "I have heard that prisoners very oftenfall in love with their captors." He stared hard at Martin. "I'm noexception." Martin looked like he was about to cry, and he slapped a pieceof tape across Trevor's mouth.The courier did not arrive until mid afternoon. Trevor was bound the wholetime. Martin did not even feed him the entire day. Very few words wereexchanged between the courier. She reached back, pawing at the bulge in his shorts as she continued to lock lips with the blonde man. The black guy was saying something to Terri as he was leaning back checking out her body. He then went around back and started unlacing the back of her outfit. The white guy broke his kiss off and started to help his friend undress my wife. Soon Terri was sitting on our sofa, wearing only stockings, garters,gloves, heels and a white nurses cap. The white man was kneeling down between her.