Did that bother you, Sir? I shrugged. Not really. It just showed me that they werent really being honest with me. They held off using the safe word t...o long. Tell me, did you ever have the urge to safe word before you did? She tilted her head thoughtfully. No, Sir. She smiled again. It was that last blow that did it. I knew that I was about to pass out, and I couldnt take anymore. Hmm. I stood up and walked to her bathroom. I could feel her eyes on me as I filled the tub with cool water. I. He probably would have rocketed to massive financial success if not for the narrow range of musical interests which went all the way from “Death Rage Ska” to “screamo.”A candidate for Congress managed to upset him terribly somehow, and he managed to surreptitiously insert himself on the A/V crew for one of the candidate’s campaign rallies, replacing the candidate’s walk-on music for the event with a snippet of a song entitled “Puppy barbecue” lovingly performed by a band named “Crib Death.” The. We entered a guest room after going by a room that was done in shades of blue. As we passed, she said, "That's my room." We went inside the guest room and I placed my bag on a table designed for a suitcase. She said, "You will share a bathroom with me. Lock my door but unlock it when you finish." What if I forget to lock it?" I'll get to see a lot more of Al than you planned." She grinned. We returned to the bedroom. She said, "You should try the bed to make sure it's comfortable." She waved me. It's called a vertical hood piercing," I said, correcting her. "Wow, mom and dad would freak if they knew…" She said. It was true, I had wanted a belly button piercing badly in high school but they had forbidden me from getting one. I knew that once I was out on my own, I'd get a body piercing and I figured the VCH would be easier to hide; and more fun! I spread my legs slightly and tugged on the skin above my mound, showing off my cute jewelry with its small blue beads. I closed my eyes in.