Na każdego przyjdzie pora. Mój dzień inicjacji z pierwszy masterem nastał, kiedy miałem 19 lat. Wcześniej już kilka razy się jebałem po kąta...h, ale nigdy nie poczułem władzy nad sobą. Znalazłem go na stronie poświęconej klimatom bdsm dla pedałów. Mieszkał 40 minut ode mnie. Umówiliśmy się u niego na chacie. Pamiętam jeszcze do teraz jaki byłem speniany tą sytuacją. Na zmianę oblewały mnie zimne i ciepłe poty. Zrobiłem lewatywę w domu i pojechałem. Przed wejściem do bloku drżały mi całe nogi i. Then as he listened intently, he thought he heard a muffled cry. Waiting and wondering, he faintly heard his mother telling someone to stop. Shaking his head to clear away the cobwebs, he got up and stepped out into the hallway. Padding down to his mother's bedroom, he wondered what was going on. Stopping outside the door, he put his ear to the door and listened again."Please, Ramesh, Please don't, get out of my room now" he heard her plaintively beg followed by the muffled sound of another. That can’t be—“ the sliding door opened as Kelly stood there, blood splattered on her chest and face. Her panties wet. A machete in one hand and a 9mm pistol in the other. She seemed surprised by him and immediately lifted the gun.“Try and run and I’ll blow out you knee caps. Get in. Now.” She ordered,The ghouls eyes were wide as he reluctantly crawled in. She grabbed him by the back of the neck and threw him against the side of the wall.“Sit!” She ordered.The decapitated vampires head stared. Stanley walked passed her and opened the tavern door for Iris. She smiled at him and entered the establishment. Stanley walked into the tavern, sat down and ordered a drink. You would think that vampires only drank blood, but Stanley had learned how to drink and eat food while trying not to be conspicuous. Blood is what kept him well nourished. Stanley needed to act as normal as possible. He had to be just like everybody else.Stanley noticed Iris was sitting by herself. She had her head bowed.