Now is there any part of the body you want to leave alone?" Maybe don't pull my hair. And don't tickle me. I think that's it. Oh, and no choking."Phil...looked taken aback. "I could hurt you...pretty much anywhere? Your mouth? Eyes? Ass? Vagina?" No medical attention about covers it. Oh, I guess no candle wax, or clothespins."He swallowed. "How do you want me to hurt you?" We'll go to the sex shop and get something. But in the end, I want you to do whatever turns you on. If it makes you horny, it. Maybe one day, when I am less self-conscious, I will ask her for advice." Alex thought that Rachel was losing any self-consciousness she had with remarkable speed, but kept it to himself. He also wondered if Rachel would soon progress to curiosity about other men. He certainly hoped not. He wasn't nearly as accepting of other partners as Rachel seemed to be. In the end, Alex decided not to borrow trouble. At the very least, Rachel would talk to him if she ever felt the urge. She was not the. " Did I not pronounce the words 'shut up' right? Shut. The. Fuck. Up." He glared at me, then started to smile. "Hmmph. You know, this might actually be fun."Rueben then went on to explain about the Rapture. I tried to argue a bit because I didn't believe him, and he waved the Glock and laughed at my ignorance, a lot, until Ruth knocked on the door, and said everything was ready."C'mon, asshole, you can watch me eat."WE MOVED to a dining room. It was bigger than my whole house back home was. The. McKinley raised an eyebrow, “I’ve never had a lover complain.”Grace smiled at him over her teacup, “Fair enough.”“Aside from the bedroom, there are other duties that you will have. We will be hosting the heads of companies that my firm is looking to acquire and several of my colleagues in multiple cities for dinners and/or cocktail parties. I would expect you to select menus, including wines and desserts. I would also expect you to converse with others about current events or whatever topics.