?Then she turns the wheel with her thumb, raises my chin with her other index finger, and puts the flame close to the cigar.? "Light up darling," she ...ays.?As I puff, the mask fills with smoke. The holes allow some to escape, but I am forced to inhale the lions share of the smoke. I gag and tears roll down my cheeks.?She takes a big puff of her own Churchill cigar and exhales into my face.?All the girls giggle.?They enjoy their cigars and wine on the couch and converse, occasionally glancing. If he or she was your concubine now, it was for his or her own good to be brought to heel, to be put firmly in his or her place. The alternative was brutal and far worse than even slavery: recycling, a painful, terrifying execution that took place while one was conscious, too. Seeing the replay of the execution of Phyllis Parker (see Taking Deliveries by Thinking Horndog) from a previous pickup in another place told me everything that I needed to know, as if it did for others.“Oh, dear!”. I will come to your car for some fun."The next morning came around and i saw Pam pull up to her normal parking spot. Once she had put on the blindfold, i walk to her car and got in.Me: are to ready for this?Pam: Guy, is that you?Me: yes, i been wanting you for a long time and now i willPam: now i know who it is, you're going to be in big trouble. You're fired!Me: i wouldn't do that if i were you. I been recording you for the last two days in the break room and yesterday when you were flashing. We'll dance over toward him and get all hot and sexy. He'll love it.”“Maurice, I adore you, but you really kinda flame in that outfit. How will that look?”“Move that ass right, and you'll be even sexier than me. Now, c'mon.”Tony smiled inside. Barb looked especially good tonight. Her little black dress was conservative enough to be decent, but tight enough to show every curve. He watched her for months, from the first time he came to this club. She was on his to-do list. Older women.