Dinner had arrived. The waiter wheeled in his cart full of various fruits. A delectable looking scalloped potatoes and pork chops that looked so tende... and juicy. The whole feast was served with a delicious wine. I was feeling better and dinner was delicious, so I decided now was the time to talk to Alex. ‘Samantha was talking to me earlier. She told me that you are involved in a world that I not only don’t understand, but one that quite frankly scares the shit out of me.’ There I had said it.. Really how often does a guy get bitched out for NOT being the sex aggressor? I also said I did not come upstairs and invade her privacy and she did refuse to get in my bed, so I admit I was not sure what to do. She is like "Well I thought I was clear enough" She was obviously horny and had stayed off the early shift to have this sexual confrontation. I said what are we going to do about it? My cock was already at half mast as I could begin to pick up on her scent even over the coffee. She just. Alfred flicks open the locks on a long, flat case. He lifts the lid. Barbara considers the uniform inside.“Did you have this ready before he left this time? Or did you just make it?” she asks.“Which would make you more comfortable?” Alfred asks.Barbara rolls her eyes and holds it up to look. At least Alfred has some taste. He kept this one the same as Barbara’s own design: a gray suit with blue boots and gloves. The bat is simple and yellow.She scowls. “Did you, uh, fix it?”“Yes, Ms. Gordon.. Of course, her question was entirely rhetorical: Tina knew exactly what they wanted. They had every intention of raping her -- she could see it in their fantasies. The irony of the situation was that if it had been any other guys, they probably wouldn’t have to resort to rape. Her thoughts of her evening with Sarah had her more than a little revved up, and she would have welcomed the opportunity for a little ‘air-tight’ time with three big guys.“You’re gonna give me and my buddies a nice little.