So, while we both had the unfortunate privilege of having to deal with Jacobs, we at least were able to do it together ... at the third strip club in ... row ... in Juarez, Mexico.All I could do was shake my head. Strip clubs were not target-rich environments for me or anyone, really—especially dives like this one. The ratio of women to men, for one thing, was all wrong—probably one woman for every nine or ten guys in the place. Secondly, only guys with low CAP scores tend to still frequent clubs. You WILL be RAPED, as you requested.... we suggest you prepare your self.?The first month was filled with panic. Cynthia supposed that was why they waited. She jumped at every sound, fled from every shadow, and avoided with obvious compulsion being alone. Everyone thought she was nuts! Slowly, very slowly, the fears dimmed.At the end of the second month she simply considered the whole thing some internet joke. She felt a twinge of disappointment... and a great deal of relief. The original. She was wearing a skirt that came down about halfway right above her knees. And tank top that match with it very nice. She told me she had a date to go on in about an hour and just wanted to chill and meet up. I sparked the blunt up and we sat down on the bed it didn't really feel like there was any sexual intention but we seem to not feel disappointed by just talking. We talked about video games and shit we normally talk about avoiding the conversation of sex. After the blunt was about Halfway. .-------------------------------------------------------------------------I wait for five minutes and I'm getting restless. Maintaining pose is allvery well, but these shoes are uncomfortable and the stimulation in mypanties makes me want to squirm. And if I squirm we all get punished...and I'm certain the same thought is going through the minds of the othermaids. In fact when I hear one of them give a long low moan offrustration, I have to double check it's not me...Then the guests arrive, men.