It’s an old house and the walls seem to be two feet think in most places. That along with the metal bars on the windows gives it the feel of a cell,...although a very nice cell. A large metal four poster bed, covered in silky sheets and pillows and a dresser and a large mirrored closet loaded with women’s shoes and clothes. How he got me to agree to this I don’t know. Maybe because he was such a cool guy, handsome, smart, funny, wealthy and perverted. A perfect combination. I had turned him down. He lowers his mouth onto mine and kisses me softly, his whiskers tickle my skin slightly as he runs his hand over my hair and down to my waist. I resist my reflex to tremble and remain still. My lips, however, yield to his inquisitive tongue as he tastes my mouth. He deepens the kiss, as his tongue licks my lips and runs over my pearly teeth, before touching my tongue. When his hand presses into my lower back, I respond to his kiss with my own tongue; at this, he becomes more passionate. My. "Unbelievable," she answered excitedly. "He is truly a gem." So he survived?" Jenny laughed."Just barely," Michael returned. "So how did your weekend go with Bob?"Jenny took a deep breath and sighed contentedly."That good huh?" Michael laughed."Better. But that's what I wanted to talk to you about." In love?" she asked."How did you know?" Jenny answered in astonishment."It wasn't hard to tell. I could hear it in your voice," Michael responded. "Is he in love with you?" I don't know. He hasn't. He looked as confused as I was. Derek motioned for me to drop the sheet. Again I looked at Gary who just shrugged his shoulders with fear in his eyes. My heart was racing and my mouth as dry as sand as I slid the yellow sheet down my chest until the thug could see my boobs and pink nipples that felt like diamonds. He smirked and nodded his head as he dropped his shirt onto the floor. “Nice rack.” He mumbled, “They are some fucking size for a kid. Now stand up and show me the rest.” .