'What's your problem Jonny? Would you prefer me in a dress? I could hang off your arm, we could hook up and you could show me your muscles? Can't you ...et a real girl?' I flutter my eye lids, pout my lips and blow him a kiss. 'Perhaps you'd like to take me dancing or to a movie?'Jonny turns a bright red and his mates collapse in laughter but this time its louder than before.Ed grins. 'Ooh! Jonny is that true? Would you like to date a girlie boy? All pretty and sweet like candy but with a big. When we pulled up I noticed 4 or 5 bikes in the driveway and Dave told me this is a rowdy bunch. He let me at least get my underwear back on and when walked in the house.The house was nice but almost no furniture except a big music system and a contraption hanging from the ceiling. My wrists were forced up and hooked to the ceiling and I was "encouraged" to lay down on my back on a leather covered table with leather straps into which my legs were forcefully positioned.Fuck, was this a sling? I. 'What can you do?' he asked it. Sibilius knew the Praetor understood the question; they were often mind-linked. He felt the Praetor reach down and put his tortured daughter to sleep, not too surprised by the ability of the Praetor to affect someone at such a distance. Then, claiming it had routine maintenance to perform, it gently withdrew from his mind.The Backup Project was almost complete. The Praetor had initiated the project on its own, using the Regent's authority. Soon, all the data. We stopped in another pub for a quiet drink, to calm Sheila's nerves down a bit. From there we dated steadily for several months until she went off to University.It was four years later, and I was playing best man at a friend's wedding. Who should turn up as a bridesmaid but Sheila? Now everyone knows that the best man is supposed to look after the bridesmaid. So, the next thing you know Sheila and I wake up in the morning in the same bed. Damn that, I had been too pissed to remember our first.