Kim didn’t react at all. I sat down and retrieved my coffee. I took a drink before starting to stare into the surface again.“You don’t seem to b... the type to hurt women.”I shuddered. “‘Good boys don’t hurt girls.’”She pulled her head away from her hands. Her eyes went straight to mine. I locked my look into her gaze.“Sherry said I should ask you about a scar.”If I had thought about it, I wouldn’t have done it, but I didn’t think about it; I did it.I stood up and held my hand out for her to take. The fabric was beautiful, but the clothing seemed designed to stifle movement, and to cover as much of the body as possible.“My name is Mabel, How may I serve you?” asked the pretty young woman who waited in the room.“None of these are acceptable. What other options do you have?” I asked.“Um, we don’t sell anything like that,” she said timidly, gesturing at my clothing. “Most of our clients are of the aristocracy. I can recommend another tailor if you would prefer.”“My choices were wearing. He pinned her to the wall and reached over onto the counter to grab an extension cord that was sitting up there. He lifted her arms above her head and tied them together and then to the knobs on the cupboard there.That excited you even more and moaned to yourself saying "Fuck, yeah!" Moaning louder. You didn't see me in the hallway behind you, watching you. I walked in without you noticing and stepped up to the couch behind you. I reached over your shoulders and wrapped my hands under your tits. Turned out she was supposed to be in college. Her daddy showed up and things started to get ugly. I gave her ... I guess you could call it a scholarship and she quit. That kind of soured me on women for a few years. There was a flight attendant in Seoul, but all she wanted was oral sex. I had a girlfriend in Philly for a couple of months. She was into oral sex too and didn't want to go on the pill because she said they made her gain weight. So I only ... had intercourse with her a couple of.