An even better way would be not to have any guns in the house in the first place. Before this instant, I could have sworn that this was the option my ...arents would’ve chosen.Maybe that was what scared me the most. It wasn’t so much that the gun was there – hidden away in Dad’s closet. It was more that I had so completely misread my parents. I was convinced they wouldn’t allow a gun in the house. Well, maybe Mum might want one if she felt threatened, but I would have thought Dad wouldn’t allow. “Are you mr. Castro?” she asked kindly with a knowing smile, wildly he quickly nodded, “Good, provided you have our payment we are here to get you out of here.“Good!” he said loudly and a curious smile as he walked into the room and went behind the bar to the right pulling a briefcase. He set it on the bar opening it as Raven walked right in comfortably.“Redox, security cams will ya honey?” She looked at the cash.“One million. Like the agreement. All unmarked American dollars.” She quickly. The first guy I walked by grabbed my ass and said " How much for an hour?" I turned to him and said I am not a whore. Dressed like that, in a place like this, you will be before you leave, unless you walk out right now. But it was too late. Two burly guys hoisted me up on a table, tie wrapped my hands over my head to the legs below the table edge. I heard the click of a switchblade, and my bare boobs were now exposed. Two fingers hooked my thong and roughly pulled it down to my ankles. Two. His father had died many years earlier. The Day of his 18th birthday he woke up and switched on his telly Captain Marvel was giving an interview. She looked hot in her little costume getting up he locked the door and pulled off his underwear and then he watched athlete as he wanked imagining what she felt like. When he finished, he cleaned up, dressed, and went downstairs. His mum was making breakfast she gave him a package. She told him it was a present from his dad he left it for him for when.