Her left hand circled behind his head and pulled it against her own. And Lisa knew, she was witnessing the taking of Kristen by this ripped black stud...Nick saw Lisa's reaction to Kristen and Jamaal kissing. He placed his hand gently on her arm on the table and said: "Relax Lis, he's a real gentleman, and won't do anything at all that she doesn't want to do. And something tells me that she's going to want to do it all. And, you know what? She won't have a single regret. None of them ever does.". What other kinds of ink work have you on that body of yours?” She was looking at my chest. I unbuttoned my shirt again. She asked me questions about martial arts as she touched the dragon tattoo with her finger tips. I removed my shirt. I had a variety of other tattoos. A scorpion on one shoulder and a lion on the other. On my back was a crucifix that spanned from one shoulder blade to the other. Her eyes were fixed as she touched each one of them, like a c***d in a candy store. She commented. All for the sake of her own comfort. You are almost the exact same person, and this is the person who will be your punishment. Let me explain;" says the woman, her tone taking an almost giddy tone as she continues "the explosive collars strapped to your neck are impossible to remove by hand, or force. They can only be removed by me. They have enough explosives in them to rip out your throat, and cause you to die gargling on your own blood. The only way I will remove them is for you to defeat. Sara’s mom called out that dinner was ready and the three of them made their way to the dining room. Wayne had never seen a family that actually ate around a dining room table. He and his parents usually just ate in the kitchen. But with the Myers’, formality was important. Dale, of course, was at the head of the table, his wife at the foot. Sara and Wayne sat across from each other at the middle.As Sara’s mom began to serve the lasagna, Wayne noticed that Dale was staring at him again,.