Crystal, This is no game. I am entirely serious.Nude photos are not necessary. You are certainly young enough and I cansee that you are very beautifu... and well proportioned, if that is an actualand recent picture of you. Here is what I envision: a barbecue inwhich you are presented to a select group of guests for intimate examination,then slaughtered and cooked in a manner reflecting the highest standardsof the culinary arts. You will then be consumed — tender and steaming — byall present.. The bullet nicked her leg.‘He’s shooting at my legs! He’s trying to cripple me!’She caught her balance and reached for the door. She could feel him aiming at the door handle and knew what would happen to her hand if she touched it. Her body slammed against the door and she stopped, acting terrified. She needed him to let his guard down. If he thought she was beaten...“Well, I’m impressed,” the stranger said, his voice sounding too smooth and oily. “The master said you were good. Watching you. ” Vanessa looks at the picture again and says “She is beautiful, you both look so happy in the picture, what happened?” With a frown and disgusted sigh I say “I was not what she wanted. I had become a farmer, not a professional baseball player like she wanted me to be. We met in College and I was playing baseball. I was scouted by several professional teams and she thought we would travel the country and be rich. When my Grandfather died and I quit school she told me she did not want the farm. She sat back down on the bed beside Lorenzo. She opened her hand and produced a condom. "Show me how you put it on." she said. Lorenzo's eyes got huge. "•••-what? H-how?" he stammered. "You heard me. I have to see if you're putting it on right. Because it can come off and you'll end up knocking the girl up or even worse, catching some awful disease." Sherise said. Lorenzo looked at her, still hesitant. "Here, I'll help you. Take your shorts off." she instructed. Lorenzo gulped and slowly began.