A few minutes later I come out of the closet and you feel something land on the bed. Then you hear a zipper. With that sound you take a quick sudden ...asp, you know the sound of that zipper. It belongs to the bag that was in the closet. The bag that contains the tools for your punishment and if you're lucky your pleasure. You feel the contents of the bag being dumped next to you on the bed and you know what's coming next. Even with the dozen or so peopleright in the next room who have come over. .,what do you want from me Ryan?" Carmen asked nervously."In exchange for my silence Mrs. G. You'll have to help me with a problem," I said"Yes, of course I'll help you," Carmen quickly replied."Well, Mrs. G. It's quite embarrassing for me to say, so I'll just come out and say it. As you surely have noticed the last couple of years Tony and I have gotten a lot of experience with dating. Often the girls enjoys the date up to a certain point, but often they think I'm to rough on them. I have. He had on a wedding ring. I fucking love that. So we went out and another black guy, his driving partner was inspecting tires. He I found out was 19. The guy in bathroom was 38. I stop at my trunk and the younger driver gets in the rig and the other guy lingers outside.We make eye contact. Then the lingering look. Then the nod. I walk towards where he was and we begin to talk. He asks me if I’m hungry - the slang term for am I a cocksucker. I learned this. I nodded. But I asked about his. ’ She had turned to yell at him for the slap, upon seeing the stern look in his eye she thought better of it and simply nodded, pulling the blankets up over her exposed flesh and head. Nicholas strode from the room, closing the door behind him before calling out. ‘Welcome, Hans, it has been too long.’ He was unprepared for the attack, even if he had been so, it would have mattered little. The rage Hans was in was something akin to a force of nature. The beating lasted only a moment before.