I'm embarrassed to admit that might not be a totally honest answer. I'm afraid that the honest answer is that it was much more likely that I wanted to...see her get just a little payback.I ordered another beer and watched discreetly. I saw the difference in Karen when the roofies began to have an effect on her. I suddenly remembered the small, low light camera that I had in my little tool bag. I'm not sure why. But I took it out and took a few pictures as the guy that drugged Karen pulled her. . can you ever ... Oh, Tony. Please forgive me. Will you ever be able to call me Kitten again? Please love me. Please let me be your Kitten. I’ve missed you so much.”“Kitten. Kate. Katarina. Kitty Kate. My Kitten. My love. My darling. Kitten I’ve been so cruel. So stupid. So blind. Please, forgive me, my Kitten. I love you,” I was repeating myself—babbling. A light snapped on in my head. Dad warned me months ago that forgiveness would be the hardest part. Sure, I forgave her for leaving. I. I was incensed at her explanation of, “I had to do it to get him to wait for our rent that you forgot to pay!” fell entirely on my religiously dedicated deaf ears. Such matters were below my concern and of little consequence. I suspected the landlord had some genetic makeup of the spawn of “Little Satan” and that made her action doubly unforgivable.My current cum-bucket Jessica was just the opposite. I was indeed fortunate to secure her services for my personal use and I thanked God for her. . way too nervous considering I was just meeting a girl. Well to be honest, she wasn’t just any girl. She was really hot stuff. All these thoughts and more plagued me. I let my mind wander back to a day some six months ago when I, having nothing better to do logged onto some random chat site. My intention was to have a laugh or two.. Browsing randomly through the list of people online, I happened on the name ARIEL.And that was the beginning…sounds, insignificant doesn’t it but aren’t the.