Download them. Now.”I gave him my naughty email., not my regular one. After placing the cell on the sill and getting my laptop, I checked my inbox... There they were. Downloaded them. I picked the phone back up.“Ok.”“Good job, brat. Now, play the music. Strip the robe off of you slowly. I want to see what's underneath. Now.”I looked at the shadows moving behind the few lights in the Belvedere. I licked my lips.“Others will see me.”“I know. I don't care.”“No.”He was exasperated, “Does. When I finished elementary school I promised myself that I'll never be the bullied kid again so I started workig out, wear clothes that showed my muscles and I tried to be "fearsome" all the time. I tried to act as an alpha and it seemed like it's working. Nobody bullied me in highschool. The first year went by I had no luck with the girls. Nothing surprising. I changed my appearance and maybe my attitude but my personality hasn't changed. I was still that submissive little boy who I was I just. "Who the hell are you?" I barked.The guy looked eerily familiar somehow as he turned around and flashed me a charming smile. There was a twinkle in his hazel eyes as he looked at me, patting the twins' knees absentmindedly. "Relax, Ben. I'm just introducing myself to your sisters. Aren't they just the prettiest girls you've ever seen?"I wasn't sure exactly why, but something seemed definitely... wrong ... about the way he was touching their legs. And I couldn't help but angrily bark, "Get your. ” I wrote. “What about Gary?” she posted back. If I remembered correctly, Gary was the ripped guy in the photos, her husband. While I would be happy to invite Gary along, I knew that wasn’t part of Alex’s fantasy, and it was his birthday after all, but I had to do what I had to do to realize Gary’s fantasy. “I’ll fuck ur husband if u fuck mine,” I typed back. “Right on,” she responded. We made plans to meet at the Redroof Inn in Framingham. She didn’t tell Gary. She loved my idea of.