I could see them both in the car, as soon as she saw me, she kissed Mr Smith on the lips and got out of the car. She looked stunning in black high hee...s and a light coloured Mac. I opened the gates to my apartment block as only residents can enter, we smiled at each other as she walked towards me, with a cheeky smile on my face, I asked her if she was sure she wanted to do this, because after she walked through the gates, there was no turning back. She didn’t say a word, she leant forward and. She had never been attracted to other women - she liked men too much, she thought. But some of the scenes in those videos, she had to admit, had really turned her on. And she kept seeing scenes of herself and another naked, bound captive being used by Dan. But, she kept telling herself, she wasn't even sure the red marks she had seen on Diana were from BDSM play. And even if they were, Diana might be repulsed by the idea of the two of them together. Still, she couldn't get the idea out of her. "The interview progressed in a similar manner. He kept showing up the conflicts within me and making me confront them. It was not a comfortable hour. As our time came to an end he brought up the subject of anger."The way I see it Greg for you anger is tied to hatred. When someone makes you angry for a short time you really hate that person. Such a link can be very useful on the battlefield, it is what makes some men heroes and what earns them medals. In civilian life it gets you thrown in. Right on schedule the horn on Dean's car started blaring. My dream self watched as the two bad guys in the big room with Boris headed outside. Not expecting any trouble inside the building, they crossed the entryway and hit the outer door at a run. The two large rocks just outside stopped the door and they crashed together and bounced back. I was already behind them with the baseball bat I had found in the manager's office. Swinging hard I caught the first one with a solid blow in the upper.