Beth Ann leaped to her feet, pointing at my rising dick and shrieked," Oh My God. He's back. Ladies! Run for your lives. Mothers! Hide your daughters!...Be afraid. Be very afraid. Mr. Johnson wants to hunt you down. He'll find out all your deepest, darkest secrets and then have his wicked way with you."Fathers - Lock your doors. Bar your windows. Set your alarms. Mr. Johnson knows no limits. His evil agenda will not be thwarted."OH, NO! Here he comes." Her gales of laughter echoed throughout the. 'Tea, coffee, something else, with or without alcohol,' I do not offer him without ulterior motives. 'Because you are my last job, I want something with alcohol. A glass of white wine? ”Lisandro looks at me questioningly. 'A white wine will be fine. Certain g**** varieties or regions in mind, ' I add, trying to be funny. 'Pinot Grigio is great.' White wine already surprised me for a mechanic, but with his preference even more. My prejudices about heating mechanics are being lied to on the spot. .. as alone as possible as I peered up into the corner of the living room and noticed the red light of one of the many video cameras present throughout my revamped living space.I began to take in my surroundings, wondering how I had gotten here and what was going on. My only conclusion was that they had d**gged me at some point during the night and brought me back home, but I couldn't figure out why. And why was I dressed this way? Someone had taken it upon themselves to dress me up as if I. My heart thumping in my chest, I make a decision, and pull my hand free. Gently, I stroke the side of Katie's face, until her eyes open. She has a gorgeously cute inquisitive look on her face, which seems to ask why I've stopped.'Can I take your pants off, sweetie?' I ask. I fear that this could be a step too far, but I needn't have worried. With a big grin, she enthusiastically nods her head. Perhaps that's what she was after all along.I lift myself onto one elbow, and with my free hand reach.