People were staring at me again.Especially the younger guys, the ones that really hate faggots. Theones that really don't like nice calm reasonable e...planations, like "I'mjust wearing this so I can bonk my girlfriend at her house without hermom catching us." Come to think of it, I wouldn't have believed me if I told me that. "They're all looking at you," Mike told me. "Oh, peachy. Just what I need to hear." "None of 'em are looking at you funny, though." "You're not paying. ‘Now, it is getting late and you must be hungry. I will go upstairs and prepare a nice supper for us. While I do that, I suggest you take a shower and put on the clothing I have left for you in the bathroom.’ She started to balk, but then decided to play along. He knew that Steve was away and for how long. If Steve were behind this, she wanted to find out how and why. And there was the gun to consider. ‘Alright, lesson one, I remember.’ As she headed into the bathroom, she wondered about the. Then I tell her: "Keep your head straight and eyes open!". She knows that she has to do it, therefore she is nodding and tries to say with lockjaw attached and vomit covered hotpant in her mouth: "Yes, Sir!". Sylvia not only witness, she has to spit as well into the eyes of her daughter. For this I tell Sylvia: "I take care of spitting into the left eye and you are spitting into her right eye!". The spitting starts. Non stop eye spit left eye by myself and right eye by her mother Sylvia. Time. I kept expecting Kelly to say she couldnt go through with it, but she didnt. She just knelt there in front of him as commanded, looking up at him. Even kneeling on the ground, she was way too tall, so Shorty ended up getting a little stool from somewhere and standing on it. I guess he must have used it for the prostitutes he hired, because it put his crotch perfect height to be level with Kellys face. There was already a sizeable bulge in his pants. Take it out slut he commanded her coldly. It.