I headed to the small living room, that no one used. I grabbed the decorative couch throw to cover myself and laid on the couch. I was awoken sometime...later by a guy and girl laughing as they entered the room. I didn't move much, I just took a quick look to see who it was. I noticed Tiffany pulling Mike by the hand as they entered the room. I wondered why they came to this room, even I knew nobody used this room. Other than them laughing as they first entered, nothing was said. Tiffany. Oh well, maybe my imagination.Back to the bench now, wow, you're still u*********s. I start to wheel the cutter over your clothed body just like I'm opening a tin of dog food.Your clothes are now cut and I can peel your shirt and trousers open, you almost look like a gutted fish.I can't resist it, I roll the wheel over your chest and down your legs, small little cuts start to drip just a little blood.What the fuck is that scuttling noise damn it!The clothes can stay like that, I can get to what. ’ She extended her hand out to offer a handshake. Jake reached forward and was surprised at the strong grip the little redhead offered. Finally, a decent handshake from a woman, thought Jake. ‘And I make an incredibly caramel macchiato’. Jake smiled and ran a hand through his hair, pulling it off his face. ‘That sounds wonderful.’ Lauren nodded and grabbed the whole milk out of the fridge. ‘So, Jake, aren’t you famous? What are you doing in a little café when you could be out with hot. I said “I did, but I agreed to dance with her and before you knew it we were in the back booth making out”. Angela screamed “did she get to see your tits”? I had to be honest and said “yes, how about your pussy; I told Angela “no, we had not gone that far”. Well I’m not giving you any choice tonight!!! You’re going to get ten lashes with the whip, that’s for sure. Then she hung up. I thought I would be immediately dragged down to the basement, but instead we all relaxed in the living room.