He combed through Joe’s hair with his hand, enjoying the moment, thinking he had something special in his arms.“Look at me,” said Craig; noticin... Joe had his head down. Joe leaned back and the two locked eyes. Craig pressed his lips against Joe’s, opened them with his tongue and the two exchanged kisses with abnormal ease considering their newness to each other.For several minutes Craig and Joe, two masculine, burly men were connecting to each other in a way that seemed natural. Craig guided. I figure where they are going. He places a clamp on each nipple. They hurt but not inordinately so. I whimper a little, but hold position. He flicks the bells. The woman laughs.Alvaro then picks up the phone and calls some friends. "Tengo una gringa para hoy"He tells them. I am obviously going to be the entertainment for tonight's social event.Alvaro is about 5'6" and 200 Lbs. with a beer belly. He seems to be enjoying himself. His wife, if it is his wife, doesn't seem to appreciate having a. "This is hard," I said."Now you have me wondering," he said. "Look, I can see you have to get this out."I took a deep breath. "Do you think I could be lesbian?"He smiled in genuine amusement. Maybe I looked embarrassed or something because he suddenly looked solicitous. "I'm sorry, but I'm guessing you've made up worries out of thin air again. Tell me about it."Well, he did look serious, and I certainly knew him to be trustworthy, so I did as he said, briefly, but honest about the way that. This time the jailer would be allowed to torture the prisoner.Torture conjures up powerful images and I wasn't very sure about this latest development. "What do you mean torture?" Not really tortured." Luke added quickly. "Tickling and stuff like that." He means touching you up!" Deb's injected quietly to Jenny and me.She might be right. There was definitely something they weren't telling us, but I seriously doubted they would go that far. Though the idea of Alec touching me up a little wasn't.