..please...no more...fuck me...please...I cant take anymore...please...touch me...I'm sorry...I will never do it again...please..." I beg for you to f...ck me, to let me touch you, for you to touch me. I swear over and over again that I am sorry and I will never do it again. Finally you stop my begging by saying, "Do you remember what you did?" I pause to try to organize my thoughts then say, "Yes, master." and you wait for me to continue. "I went against your will and embarrassed you in front. Not matter which street I use, I still ended up in the same place.Another strange thing I notice was the place didn't seem to have anydwellers. Out of desperation, I decided to call for a cab but will haveto look for a phone booth first. Looked around but couldn't find any.It was then I heard the coughing. Following the noise, I came upon anelderly man. His appearance was quite similar to a wizard out of themedieval times. "You okay?" I asked. He nods. "You wouldn't know whereI could find a. She suggested that we could go back to her house, for old times sake. I paid the bill, and we left, Carol with the cigar firmly clamped in her teeth. I took her to where my car was parked, and she asked if I minded her finishing her cigar in the car. Although I normally would not allow smoking in my car, I told her ‘ no problem’.We drove, Carol giving directions, and drove the several miles to my house. We arrived at her house, a well secluded Victorian mansion, in its own substantial grounds.I. "Suddenly Donnie was there with us as we watched. The figure was sofrail, heart wrenchingly sad. Between claps of thunder and gusts of windI could hear her weeping. And then Sophie slowly knelt in front of thewoman. I don't know how I knew it but I just did that no one else couldtouch her. And then I saw as fire tried to help Sophie lift the womanoff the ground, her hand passed right through her form.But slowly the storm began to calm, the rain becoming a drizzle as thewind slowed to a soft.