Yelling and screaming caught my attention next.Then two very loud bangs - I knew that they were gun shots.“Oh fuck” I gasped “This is not good�....Then I saw him. A short bald-headed guy in the middle of the floor who was waving a gun about. He was shouting “Get down on the floor ... get down”.I dived for the floor so quickly. Self preservation was my aim. I hadn’t lived 55 uneventful years so far to die today.The noise and shouting died down, replaced by sobs and crying. I ventured a quick look. Richard stood out in the hallway with Arlene, trying his best to keep a straight face as the two Mafiosi walked out and disappeared down the hall.Once they were in the room, Richard closed the door and dropped the music onto the piano."What the fuck was that?" he blurted out.William grinned. "We needed a room." And when they find out you were bullshitting?" They won't. This will look like a lesson. If they ask anyone about room scheduling, no one will know what to tell them, because we. "You'll get your wish" her father had told her "But every day you need to report to us what you've learned and who you interacted with"His voice was firmer than she'd ever heard before. Lilian knew he was mad at her, disappointed even, and she hated feeling like that. Disappointing people had always made her upset, but now that she was an adult she couldn't deprive herself of this need anymoreFinally moving away from the windows to the dismay of the boys on her street, she anxiously decided. Maybe put the stuff by the foot end."There it was, a cane, paddle some nipple clips. At least these didn't have teeth but there was a chain attached and if you pulled on it, the clips got tighter and tighter. Some cock rings, a vibrator and a rubber bag with a hose attached to it. What? Oh shit, it's a douche bag and Red will use it for an enema. Now I'm in trouble. I must have blanched a bit.So you recognize the bag and what I will use it for, did you babe? Why don't we start with that. There.