I'm a man of wealth and taste. I've been around for a long, long year. Stole many a man's soul and faith." -- Mick Jagger and Keith RichardsPart ... Monday Afternoon, November 2008 AD Near the City Plaza MallHartville, USATwo teenage boys walked together through a dirty, lonesome alley justbehind the mall. The shadows of late afternoon painted themselves againstthe buildings's concrete walls, flickering slightly in the slowly dimminglight. They fell slowly with the setting sun, the growing. They shrugged their shoulders, giggled and began fumbling at the straps. Fred's heart raced. She might have a chance to escape this nightmare. As soon as the straps around her arms were undone she sat up. The new weight on her chest was enormous.She had a hard time reaching the straps on her legs.Then she swung her long legs off the table. She set her high heels on the ground and got to her feet. She tried to walk as quickly as she could considering the heels. But she was only able to move a. None of us knew why. None of her direct account customers opened for business at seven in the morning. She outstayed even the most conscientious of us. I tried once but reached a point of great hunger and extreme boredom and left the office at 6.30 one night. Christine Harper still at her desk, seemingly up to her pretty eyes in work.Was she seeing someone who worked at our offices? Was she even married? Nobody seemed to know. There had been a very occasional mention of ‘Tom’ but there were no. "Come on... get it in that ass... get it inside..." I told him as he smiled, sliding me in his tight ass. "Fuck.... " I let out as I still was not used to fucking his tight gay asshole, feeling his ass tighten around my cock as he slid down on me. He started to fuck himself as I laid there, just letting him have his way with my cock for now. After seeing him fuck himself I wanted to fuck him as I ran my hands up his legs and then to his ass as I squeezed his ass cheeks and slapped them, "Sit on.