Not tall enough to be a model but then again most women wouldn't complain.Standing at about 5'6 he was a small and charming little thing. His eyes wer... a warm brown. They were the kind of eyes that draw you in and keep your attention if you are not careful. He had tan skin with a firm but soft body. There wasn't too much muscle, his skin was smooth and hairless.Every one of the girls remembered his pretty smile and his long brown hair that touched below his shoulders. Even the way he walked. I replied. She looked around the room and was not impressed with the under wears hanging from the ropes and there was a pile of used clothes in the corner. Also there was a distinct aroma of all the male clothes in the room, which made both of us a little distressed. I went to the bathroom to have a look at it. This is a bathroom cum Toilet. Again there was rope tied from one end to another and there was a bunch of used clothes still to be washed hanging there. Among them there were another. So I hung around with them. I wanted to protect Becky. But I discovered that she did not need protecting. Becky has been happier this past month than she has been since before high school. And if there was anyone to protect, it was him."He was content dominating Becky, but she wanted to make sure that he knew she would make an excellent slave. She pushed him to use her. She found other women for him to sleep with so that he would have variety. She insisted that he punish her for every offense.. ” She said.I quickly locked the door and then sat down in the chair in front of her desk. For a moment we sat in silence. Then Mrs. Ellington spoke.So, Evan, I think we both know why you’ve come to see me.”“Last night.” I replied“Did you tell anyone about what you saw?”“No,” I replied, “not yet.”The fear that was in her eyes the night before reappeared. I knew she would to anything to keep me quiet.“Are you planning on telling anyone.” She asked. Even thought she tried to hide the fear in her.