- Of course, what else? She replied and gave me a quick kiss.We walked down the staircase in the middle of the building and out of the double doors.- ...egin walking towards the paint store. It'll look weird if you follow me in the car now. She said and began walking against the parking to the right of the building.I did as she said and began walking towards the paint store. Time passed on and I thought she just played me. But after a few minutes more she came by in her car. A red Ford Fiesta.I. He controls my very existence. I wouldn’t have it any other way, at least not in my dreams. I would have to do some serious thinking to allow his mastery in my wakened world, but he only exists in the mist-shrouded depths of my mind, that foggy abyss between reality and fantasy. He enters my room as the first streaks of light begin to insinuate their tendrils through the cracks and crags of my sleep-shrouded mind. He is always dressed the same way. The fatigue uniform of a Marine Corp sergeant. All the news about the lateness had caused the increasingly bored passengers to congregate in the Sightseer Lounge. An obliging conductor had rigged the PA system in the Lounge car into an audio player and to work only in the Lounge, and a Karaoke contest had developed on the upper deck of the Sightseer. Some older black woman was currently doing a good job of singing along to one of George's favorites: Take The 'A' Train. She wasn't Ella Fitzgerald- but nobody was. Heck, chances were, nobody. .. "As you say, Pasha," I answered submissively. "Take off your shirt," he said a little rudely. "What's right here?" - Yes. I took off my shirt and bare my rounded chest, there was an evening and there were relatively few cars, but I bet that I was perfectly visible to the oncoming cars, and that they were passing by. A pretty young girl is sitting in the front seat in the car naked to the waist next to the man who is already struggling with these elastic breasts ... from the presentation of.