..! Miss: That’s alright. It’s natural for boys your age. M---: Yes Miss.Miss: [Miss pushes her glasses to the tip of her nose and gazes at M---- ...ver the top of thi]Miss: Is it hot in here? Are you finding it hot in here?[Miss undoes the top button of her blouse]Miss [as if speaking to herself]: There, that might help[M--- is standing still, uncertain, staring at Miss]Miss: Please explain why you’re pointing at me like thatM---: I’m not pointing MissMiss: Yes you areM--- [unsure]: I’m not. You're both the guests of honor at the club tonight."-----"Well?" Brian asked, his eyes on the TV. "I- oh what the shit?!"Brian pushed himself frantically back against the couch as Ashley cameinto the room. She could smell the terror on him and she growled inresponse. She chuckled at him with her hitching laugh and then baredher fangs."Oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck what's-"Ashley leapt at her husband, slamming into him. The couch cracked,breaking apart under her weight and ferocity. She held. ‘What’s wrong?’ asked Hank. ‘Just have a question for you.’ ‘Oh yeah, what’s that?’ He smiled and sipped at his ice water. The waitress appeared, notepad in hand. Hillary looked at the woman coolly. ‘Could we have another minute, please.’ The waitress dipped her chin once and left as silently as she came. ‘So what’s on your mind?’ Brightly Hillary asked, ‘How are things going with the Cherry Poppers Club?’ Hank choked on his drink, splattering cold water in awkward places. A line of red crept. "That's right you sissy slut, that cock's all for you! You're gonna love my cock! Now sit in that char. Now!"I obeyed and sat in the chair. I looked up and saw my captor. He was wearing a ski mask, a black tee and jeans. I couldn't determine if it was the guy I was supposed to meet. He knelt down and cuffed my ankles.He ran his hand up the inside of my leg very slowly. He looked up at me, "Oh, you're gonna get it, yes you are. Teasing me online, showing me those pictures of yourslef.