" Help me.Right. If you really wanna help me, let me go back to being myself andstop using me as your whore.I should have said that. But I didn't. He ...hrew the package at me. "Openit" he said. And so I did. My eyes grew wide when I saw what was inthere. Three differently sized buttplugs were in there. From what lookedlike the size of an average cock to an absolute monster. No way I'mputting that up ass. Ever. Underneath was also a belt. Though I didn'tunderstand what it was for, with the ring. Mi hilaaa.. Gaaaaaa heeeeee gheee naaa ajunn gheee ”“Haaar ee mazaa raajaaa haan aatt aajj paauun mii tuzii zalii karr naaalaaa tuzzii javaadii banav fadunn taak mazii puchii karr purrrn tuzxii ichaaa mmaarr haaa haaa haaa haaa.. ”Mi kahi vel asaach kakunchya puchila zalavt hot mag mi kakunaa bed chya ekdam kadela pai khali karayla sangitale ani tyamchya gandi khli 2ushya thevlya tya mule tyanchi puchi ekdam fakli mi mazaa lavdachaa nishana tyanchyaa puchivar thevat punhaa agaat karu laglo... I promise, I'll give you anything you really want, anything, as long as it's good for you to have it." You're playing with me now, Joyce. What you just said, it sets you up as the judge of whether what I want is good for me or not. You aren't paying any attention to what I'm trying to tell you. You've got everything worked out in that head of yours, and you're planning on controlling everything." No I'm not. If you give this a fair trial, I won't have to control anything." Do you have some kind. I don't want to know any more." Of course, I did, but it would only have offended me, hearing his confession. And made me jealous. I always get jealous, dammit.I sighed and started tapping my foot again. "You know he could make trouble for me, Bradley. You know that, and you still go on, carrying on like this."John Correlli was a deacon at my church and president of both the Neighborhood Watch group, and the homeowners association. He was a boor at the best of times, and spiteful and vindictive.