’ I felt that.’ ‘You like to be told what to do?’ I asked. ‘If you like to tell me what to do,’ she responded. I suddenly felt guilty. ...What was the guilt about? Was it because I was being mean? Because I stopped Rie from coming, even though she had explicitly stated her lack of interest in doing so? Maybe not any of those things. Maybe it was because I was playing a game. But for Rie it was real. She really wanted to be controlled. Did I really want to be controlling, though? I tried to. ”“That’s real hospitality,” Hank said heading straight for a lawn chair.Donny got out another chair for Rose and fixed her up with a beer. Once everyone was settled, the conversation got around to the reason they were there.Donny said, “According to Rose, you heard about the three gang members who went to the hospital to visit Sonny.”“They are calling him a suspected participant in the shooting rather than a suspect in a triple homicide on the television. Some reporter did his job and dug up. I chuckled before replying “I can stop whenever you want me to Mrs G.”“No, don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.”I slid my hands behind her back and untied the bikini top, as her breasts fell free I cursed appreciatively.“Fuck.” She hissed as I latched onto one perfect nipple, “how many girls have you been with?”“Enough,” I murmured as I nibbled lightly, “but today I want a woman.”I continued working my way down until I was at the top of her bikini bottom. I loosened the strings and exposed her. As they got off of the elevator they practically had to, at first hold her up, after a short distance she was able to walk by herself, she was again quite surprised by the amount of people in attendance, and that most were men, she now started to become terrified at what she had allowed herself to be involved in, as they were some of the biggest and most ill-tempered mean looking men that she had ever seen apparently they were pimps looking for some Classy women to buy.She was brought up on the.