He stayed hard and started thanking me profusely. "That was so fucking good. Oh, Jesus, Mindi. I may never see you again but I promise you will always...be the most important woman in my life."Then I swallowed it.We started kissing. Deep kissing. Plus lots of groping--all the stuff I had not let other boys do to me.In a few minutes he was entering my vagina and pumping like a dog in heat. It wasn't good sex on the Olympic scale, but I was really liking Mike's enthusiasm. He said he wanted to be. ‘Harold, I’m single again. Here is my phone number.’ ‘Thank you. I’ll call you tonight at…’ ‘Nine-thirty would be a good time.’ Saturday night, Harold took Sandra out to a movie. Then they spent an hour just walking through the mall. Sandra studied Harold. His six foot five frame, which when she knew him weight just one hundred and eighty pounds, had now filled out to a solid two hundred and forty pounds, due to his lifting and moving of heavy parts every day. He spoke very quietly. There was. I felt like a lion at feeding time. Man, was my mind working overtime.We finally arrived at the restaurant and we all headed in. Debbie would smile my way from time to time. She had a gorgeous grin and perfect white teeth. We all were seated in short order at a cozy table for four. I sat across from Debbie. Joyce was to my left; John was seated to my right.The waiter introduced himself as he brought over our menus. We ordered a bottle of red wine and continued our conversation. John was. "Gor."Her voice came softly to him."You'd better do as he says."He turned and met her eyes. Eyes which were tired, filled with hopelessness and despair. He wanted to face the evil man, all the evil people of this castle and shatter their bodies as they had shattered the hopes, dreams and spirit of this sweet young girl.But, he knew his anger would only bring more suffering, more pain.The piece of the pole he held, clattered to the floor outside the cage.Picking up the pieces, Lars lips.