“I don’t mean that in any judgey way, I’m genuinely asking.”“When a cute girl wants to get freaky, it’s kinda hard to turn it down. Even w...en you have to share.”“Is that a common occurrence for you?”“I wish.” Trevor laughed. “Here’s the thing… I once told Sam about this girl I was dating. She had some kinks. She wanted to get into BDSM, did some bondage, spanking, pretty mild stuff. Then one day she tells me she wants me to get rough. Really rough. Slapping, choking, maybe some nonconsent. When he was dressed, he kissed her goodbye and went downstairs to get his gear for the trip. Christi found Arilee leaving her room, heading in the direction of the master suite. ‘Do you need anything, Christi?’ ‘Something to eat. Let’s go down to the kitchen and grab whatever they have cooking. I want to start teaching you how to fight today, if that’s okay with you?’ ‘I hope I won’t disappoint you.’ Christi gestured for Arilee to follow her. ‘I don’t think you will. Let’s go eat so we won’t be. She struggled to find something to cling to in the maelstrom, one memory that she could keep for herself. Their first day together, a rainy, drizzly mess of a day. She’d been wearing a…black latex slavesuit, just like always…and she had forgotten her umbrella, so she’d ducked into an…an…office building! She’d ducked into an office building, dripping all over the foyer, and the secretary had looked at her with this sympathetic look in her bright blue eyes, and B…b…Slave had known. Her gaydar had. Where is Radhika?”P: “Well, I only come here due to release my work stress. Leave me, say something about yourself.”Like that, we kept on blabbering some shit.P: “So Krish, must be lucky to have you.”U: “So only because he has me he is lucky right?”P: “No not like that, he also has a good job.”U: “Don’t divert, you mean to say that anyone having me is lucky?”P: “Most Probably yes, I mean look at you.”U: “What about you?”P: “Hey, I’m sorry I was just giving you a compliment.”U: “Don’t be sorry,.