The second gash across his cheek began bleeding profusely. Tony dropped back gazed. Maria tied to move toward Tony, but the chains held her arms tight...y against the van wall over her head. Cliff looked at her with a chilling smile, "Just sit back, Maria;" he knew her name, "I don't want to ruin your pretty face. And you, Angie," the man even knew Angie's name, "if you don't stop your sobbing I just might get angry."The other two men laughed at the remark. Angie, who hadn't stopped sobbing since. “You choose,” he says.You look. Lover’s chocolate fool for two leaps out. You point, the waiter grins and walks off.“Would you like another glass of wine?” he asks.“Maybe something that goes with the dessert I’ve ordered.” You beckon the waiter back and ask for to two Monbazillacs, too sweet to drink unless with a dessert. That foot almost slipped between his thighs before you stopped it.The meal is done. The coffees are done. The tables have thinned to yours and the six. The night beckons.. How did I ever get so lucky? Chapter Two ? TogetherAs we stepped outside of Paddington Station, Angela'semotions were on a sine curve. She was clutching me as if Iwere her only hope for survival, sobbing softly, worriedthat she had rejected her mother, who gave her life, forme, who had promised her the full pleasure of that life.Was I for real? If I were, would I love her forever? If Idid, would it be worth what she had just done to hermother?We found a cab quickly and Angela and I climbed in.. I scratched another line on the floor with a nail I had found buried in the wall. I carefully put it back. I have been here for fifty days. I was surprised how deeply I felt pleasure not pain when my captor, the man called Abel, made me fuck him. I hoped that was a dream too, and as one, I could feel the skill of his hands. I was in his cross hairs he said. Reality surprises you more than dreams. He hit my head many times that first week. He was careful to hurt but not damage. He rubbed my.