. when we get there!" he told her grimly. "Now... get into my car! Don't cause any commotion... and you won't get hurt!"God! How did I get involved......in all this?When Arnie Pearson had left Jay Ballard's office the day before, it hadn't taken him long to realize that he was being followed.He first spotted the car while he was still on the streets, before gaining the freeway South. To find out for sure, he stopped at a newsstand, examined some magazines casually and finally bought a paper. The. This is really in your best interest, including the punishment that will bring you back into line. Hopefully, you'll recall this lesson, sugar. It won't be long or especially cruel, but it will hurt physically. It will be something that deters you from further defiance, for your sake as well as ours. We naturally have a vested interested in your continued submission to me, but so do you."Now, it won't be orgasm denial. I'm giving you over to Connie after your punishment for a while, but first. Do you know anything about it?" Not much," I admitted."It's a neurological disorder. It has to do with the chemicals in the brain. They misfire, and she gets seizures." This isn't, like, life-threatening or anything, is it?" I said, holding my breath."Not at all. Even the seizures are somewhat controllable, by medication. That was the first she'd had in a few months." He sat on the front steps, and motioned me to sit next to him. "The big problem with epilepsy is the stigma." Stigma?" Look, you. Wenn die nicht wären könnte man mein Gesicht auch für das eines femininen Jungen halten. Schmal, scharfkantig, naja, nicht allzu attraktiv. Und dann mein Körper. Meine Brust bestand aus zwei Knospen, die gut einen Zentimeter hart vorstanden wenn mit kalt war. Das war‘s. Flach wie ein Brett. Apropos Brett. Das war mein Bauch auch, flach und fein gezeichnet von einem Waschbrett. Schule und Sport, das waren meine Hobbys, ja das war mein Leben. Noch tiefer sah ich die paar blonden Härchen auf.