Well, what choice did I have? I stripped naked, tossing my shirt, pants, underwear, socks and shoes into the bag. The thug tied up the bag, and tossed...it into the van.Manny called out to me again, offering up some more sage advice. "If I were you, Jake, I'd use this opportunity to take a piss. I'm about to do it myself." Our kidnappers let this comment pass; I suspected that at least one of them understood English, but wasn't letting on. I shrugged, and proceeded to lay all modesty aside as I. The note indicated neither the street nor the number of the house where the meeting was to be held; it bore no signature, but it announced to the general that some one would call for him if he would be ready at nine o'clock. The meetings were always held from that time till midnight. At nine o'clock the president of the club presented himself; the general was ready, the president informed him that one of the conditions of his introduction was that he should be eternally ignorant of the place of. "I'm a programmer." I said."Programmer?" He said bluntly"You know software and applications" I said"So Eric have u ever had a good fuck?" He said"Er Uhm..." I was once again tongue tied."Jesus Eric, we have a lot to catch you up on." He said from behind the curtain."Catch up?" I was confused."Like I said all in good time" he mumbled.I carried on downstairs and sat in the lounge while Ray finished off. Shortly he came hopping down with his original grey vest and blue ripped jeans."Same time. Every lick, every kiss, every grasp of her flesh told her she was his, and he would take her, however he wanted. And as though she were made of nothing, nothing but air and light and a heady desire that coursed through her veins, he positioned her with confident hands, laying her width-wise across the bed and pulling her knees back to the edge of the bed, her calves falling away unsupported. And with confident hands he eased her up onto her knees, too, tilting her hips up and nudging her legs.