‘You live near here and I would like for you to drive me to your apartment,’ I said and she immediately reached for her keys in her purse. Not a s...ngle person in the restaurant noticed up getting up to leave and none thought anything about the two drinks left on the table after we were gone. Lena slid her hand into mine and held it like a high school teenager and, though I was a veteran of many of these encounters, my heart fluttered just a bit at her touch and the scent of her perfume as she. Being simply tied up on a bed while he pretended to rape her wasn't enough of a thrill. She could not orgasm.She lasted about two months before she broke down and made her fifth appointment with Deathmaster. Once committed to having another experience, Sally knew this would probably be her last. Yet she realized that death, of it happened, was worth the price for just one more fantastic release. And, there was always the chance that she would survive, although she realized, in this deadly game. Still dancing to the pounding beat she was now playing with the hem of her short skirt, swirling it in time to the music and lifting it to give tantalizing glimpses of a pair of pink panties.She had drifted even closer to me and when she bent forward to ease her skirt over her bottom her face was nearly touching mine and I could feel her hot breath on my cheek. Her skirt fell to the floor and she stepped out of it and kicked it away. In doing so she came even closer and now her panty covered. The longer she sat the worse it would get. She walked back to thedoor and switched off the lights one more time. She pulled open the door. Thelights were still dimmed. Standing still, listening, she couldn't hear anyone. Slowly she ventured out into the warehouse aisle, ready to dash back to theillusory safety of her hiding place at any sign someone else was in the building.Not that she could dash anywhere, more like a crawl. After every step she stoppedto listen for the slightest sound. She.