Your hands moving to my breasts as our kiss deepens. The fire inside me was blazing. I had never felt like this before. You stand up and take my hand...to lead me to my bedroom. My heart feels like it is going to beat out of my chest. You pull off my shirt and your hands cup my breasts. Your eyes are on fire. You kiss me as I fumble trying to undo my jeans. I think that I should’ve opted for the skirt instead. You lay me down and kiss me hard. It seems like forever passes. I could kiss you. Kandi comes when I call. She knows not to bother me unless I initiate contact ... or else she'll be punished. Last weekend, I phoned her and told her to meet me at a specificlocation. She was to wear only a long coat and high heels. She was to bring her bag of toys, which consisted of various restraints, dildos, whips, etc. When I pulled up, she was there, on time and seemingly dressed as she had been told. She hoped in. Our interactions are purely sexual so we avoid the small talk and simple. . well big.I'm a pretty good looking guy myself. I'm 5'11, with short brown hair,but what always gets the lady's riled up is my light blue eyes.I snuck up to her side and lightly bumped her shoulder. My name's Mark.she looked a little annoyed by me. Lizzie she said.It was a bit of an awkward moment, So I tried some small talk. Just thena Taylor Swift song started up, I'm not a fan of hers, her songs play wayto much. Doesn't Taylor Swift suck? I leaned in and told her. I hate this stupid IKnew. Although it was early afternoon, Emerson crawled into his bunk and slept. It was the next morning before he woke. His face was purple and swollen. He could not touch it without pain. When he sat up his head started spinning and he became nauseous. Pat Casey came in to see him as he lay on the bunk. ‘You’ll have to lay in bed another day or two. That must have been some fight! What set it off this time, Emerson?’ ‘Boss, he was saying things I couldn’t take, and he thought I would be afraid to.