The parking lot was pitch black. Since Im so used to the walk I never even noticed this until it was to late. I had my headphones on before I left the...hotel, so maybe if I hadn't I might have heard him walking up to me. I might have been able to run. Thinking about it laughing I never even had the chance to scream. Ahh well shit happens right?! Anyway I knew I was through the parking lot when I saw Miss Dorothy's house. Its fucking huge. A classic Victorian with enormous windows and a wrap. “Let me think about it” I said. I went home and got dinner for Reg but I was thinking about the things I had watched and the more I thought about it the more I wanted to do it. By the time I went to bed Reg actually remarked how wet I was. I told him it was because he turned me on. A lie but the sex was fantastic.It was Saturday and I rang Marge and told her I was ready. After making sure I was she told me to come to the shop that afternoon. I told Reg I was going shopping. Not a total lie. I. I was expecting wines that were lighter, which was how I had recalled the Cabernet France in days gone by, but those which Louis had selected were nothing like that. They were complex, powerful and intense and seemed to reflect a new generation of wine-makers. For me it was an interesting experience but they were not wines that I would consider buying. As the tasting came to a close, Eli motioned to me that it was time to leave and I joined her in the main area of the restaurant. "They will be. . something about Middle Eastern women really excited him.“Do you, Maryam, take this man, Eric, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, honor, and obey, for better or worse, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, for as long as you both shall live?” Lacey persisted, of course.“I do.”Maryam bit her lower lip as she thought about Eric’s promise to sodomize her on their wedding night ... oh, she loved sodomy, not being a good Muslim.