Of course, my object of worship had been a woman, well, girl really. And she’d never referred to me as her slave. No, she would never have been that...crude. Her pet is what she called me, her little poochie. Jesus. Hey, this can’t be a completely unfamiliar scenario to you. Everybody has seen this dynamic before, the cute guy or girl who has a strange friend that nobody else would touch with a ten-foot pole. They’re too fat or too tall, or they always have a 5 o’clock shadow by noon. Which. ."Are you bonkers?" Over you. 'Come, kiss me Kate ... for Wednesday we'll be wed'!" Petruchio says 'Sunday'." Rachel was laughing."It doesn't quite fit. But 'we'll have rings and things and fine array' even if it's Wednesday." You are bonkers!" Absolutely. So kiss me!" She did. We were nearly at the Esplanade."Will you behave at dinner?" 'The force that through the green fuse drives the flower'..." [Dylan Thomas]"Will you behave?" Of course. I'll tell your father, Mr. Eyre, that I want to marry. "Well, I know how to get that woman in there out of the way. It might stall things a little." What? How?" she asked desperately."She gave me a blow job at Tiffany's and there is a picture to prove it. She bragged she wanted a picture to show her husband. Two Polaroid shots were taken and she got one." Where's the other one?" her voice was beginning to break. "Quickly, tell me, do you know where the other picture is?" Yes," I answered. I paused, without continuing. It was my way to punish her. When my mom came home Neil close the door and Charles catch her and calls two black men of their age who are unknown for me, my mom was groping by all of them but she looks cute. Then they stripped her blouse and white bra, start pressing it hard as I can feel the pain in mom’s cry and then they are 4 in number two are Charles and Neil. Then Neil told that he will fuck her first, my dick was erected and uncontrolled as my mom looks so hot and cute then three of them groped her and Neil open his.