I always thought about kidnapping a girl and having my way with her, anyway I'd like. Have her at my mercy, to do whatever I wanted, any way I'd like ...o. Not that my money or my good looks couldn't achieve me that. Having recently turned thirty, I had already experienced every kinky stuff I could: menages, outdoors, roleplays, BDSM... But none ever captivated me as much as thinking about raping a girl. Not only raping but turning her into some kind of slave, a real slave, not just a submissive.. As he approached the table the master said, “Ah here is our young passenger. Where are your wife and sister?”“They are aboard the barge, sir,” John Henry stated in answer.“Well then gentlemen, we must not make the ladies wait,” the master said. The men, without a word, stood and headed toward the entryway. John Henry turned to follow but the master said, “Wait young man.” John Henry’s heart raced as he turned back, worried that something might prevent them from leaving as they planned. . Don't git me wrong, I don't mean to say that Jose was in cahoots with them, but maybe he knew them and couldn't do them no wrong." Jose would never back anyone over our family, Grandpa. You know that and so do I." You're right," Amos conceded, "but just think, if it were some of your own people you caught doing something wrong, what would you do? I think that Jose shot off this here gun and then found out that the chicken thieves were people that he knew. He probably had some strong bonds with. Lewis.’ She looked radiant. She had a perfect body. Today she was wearing a tight black skirt and a cream colored knit sweater with pearl like buttons down the front. ‘How was your week Diana? Weren’t you in the Cleveland Triathlon?’ ‘Yes, it was scary. The jogging and biking part was fine, but during the swim across Coolwood Cove, a storm came up and the currents grew too strong too fast. No one made it across. Some of the swimmers returned to shore, but about twelve, myself included had to.