My research wanted to take all of my life. Controlling and nurturing my empire wanted to do the same. My private life was never long enough. Hectic ti...es were not bad, they were just me pitting myself against the world. As long I was not stomped on too badly, I felt like I was coming out ahead.The singers and the band were doing extremely well. Through Sam's efforts and their talent they were beginning to command audiences similar to what Elvis gathered.When the school year ended, I wanted. It was always the same: she was chained to a bed and covered with drops of hot red wax that slowly melted into her flesh. She could feel every molten invasion and the heavenly fire inside as he thrust into her loins. Then, his gentle hands would tighten slowly around her neck and she would ride spasms of airless terror towards ecstasy and oblivion.But, now, there was a letter to prove that it was more than a love-struck school girl's fantasy. He wanted to posses and enslave her completely; just. In front of them stood a woman that looked like a nurse. She had a small table on wheels beside her with numerous instruments on it. It looked like a coffin only it had several holes in it. He tried to dig his heels in, but it was useless. The men overpowered Jim and held him upright in front of the woman. Jim was shaking now.She reached to the table and pulled out what looked like a rubber tube with a round bulb at the end. Suddenly Jim realized what it was. He was bent over as the. "Plenty of time". She felt lucky to have caught this taxi at all, so being a few minutes late would be pointless worrying about. She turned to Tony. "How do I ever thank you for doing this?" she asked him. Tony's heart began to thud in his chest. "There's no need to thank me really" he shrugged, trying to make out he was calm and collected. "Oh I do" she smiled at him, and leaned over to kiss his cheek. Tony's mind went into overdrive. He was happy, amazed and raging horny all in one.