Suzanne, I'm sorry. These people mean business. You know that better than I do, right?"I hug up and called Sam Weathers. He was equally sleepy but he ...inally agreed to comply. An hour later his taxi pulled up outside my house with Suzanne and a small boy inside of it. I handed Sam the thirty-three dollars from my wallet and told him I'd give him whatever else it cost later. I assured Suzanne that everything would be fine.By then it was almost four o'clock. Shawn had retreated to bed shortly. Embarrassed at having been caught peeping, as it were, I nevertheless looked at her. She was completely naked, revealing a body I had often wondered about. She seemed unfazed that I could see her. Her face lacked any expression, but she began massaging her breasts with her hands. I watched almost obediently, not believing that this woman was exposing herself to me on purpose. She taught Sunday school at our church, and she was taunting me with her body! Then she moved one hand between her legs. I felt a little bad about what I'd done to John and Steve when they congratulated me just like everybody else, but I got over it.Impromptu plans for a party quickly circulated, and I was looking forward to it, right up until I walked out of the locker room."Yeah, I'll be there," I told Steve. "Just got some things I've got to do, first." See you there," he responded, and then led everyone else out of the gym.I turned back toward the girls on the soccer team heading for the showers after. I receive envious stares, disgusted sneers, lustful looks and some catcalls. I mostly ignore them, and look up a little more about BDSM on my phone on the short walk there. I learn about safe words and limits, and wonder what limits I might have.I arrive at the hotel with 5 minutes to spare, at 10. I go up to the front desk and give them my name, and the guy was clearly distracted but eventually tells me that the room was on the 10th floor. He gives me the card and I quickly go up the elevator..