I knew it had to be the right idea because I was getting very aroused just thinking about it. I sat down and began to write. I went through about 20 c...rds before I finally go this the way I wanted it.I wrote "Your gift is that I am giving you permission to have sex with a man of your choosing, only you can't choose me. This will be carried out in the form of a game. This game begins as soon as you read this card and ends New Years Eve at midnight. The goal of the game is for you to decide on an. And there was not one child kept in the bathhouse that was over the age of twelve. When they turned thirteen the children were normally sold to be sex slaves in privet homes or sold to other brothels for a very high price. The brothels would always pay more coin for bathhouse girls because they had already been trained by the best and they would take abuse without complaint. The training was instance a combination of drug and mind altering pervasion. This training had been invented by her. When they got near to the park gate closest to his house, he finally spoke. “Want to head back?”“What I really want is another Coke. Do you have another bottle in your ‘fridge?”“Sure.” Craig might be shy, but he wasn’t stupid. “Want to come home to get it?”When he opened the door, he gestured her in. He moved the paper off the couch and asked, “Want to sit here?”“I broke up with Charlie yesterday.” Well, actually, it was last night, but Craig didn’t have to know that. ‘Night’ suggested all. After fucking Jaimie about 7:45 AM yesterday, I did not shower, I took off to meet her mommy Pam at the doughnut shop she meets me each Sunday morning before church.I told Pam the hot preachers wife MILF to get into my car and suck me off in a nearby parking lot. I told her I wanted her to go shopping until exactly 1:30 PM when she was to return home, to put on her leach and collar and carry the blind fold and ball gag before she walked into the house. I told her I wanted to take her in her.