The easy stuff. After a while of chatting we both stood up. It was time to go for me cuz her boyfriend came home. His name was Robert but this is not ...mportant. Of course he ran his hand beetween my legs and grabbed my ass. He didnt care if she saw it. I always smacked his hand away and once i punched him with my fist right on his big nose. Big noses, big..... maybe that was the reason she was still with him. I couldnt find another reason. Elisa gave me the leash and both, Tyler and me went. "From the look of things it's game over Tom." SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!!! GET YOUR HEAD ON STRAIGHT FOR FUCK SAKE YOU CANT LOSE IT AT WORK!!!!"ok john you have never been this shit at reffing since you started doing this job so what the hell is the deal man?" "I dont know what it is because its not like im stressed or anything it just seems like my heads in a different place and i cant concentrate for some reason." Well get it together cause I dont want one of my best refs going off the deep end on. ” Elise gestured to a set of scratch marks on one of her gentle swells of a breast. “And alcohol does tend to make us do things we might not normally do. It’s important to know how much of what you did you’re actually into sober.”Cammy took a long gulp of her seltzer water and then added to the explanation. “Translation, Elise is a huge masochist and you pushed all of her pain buttons last night, so she wants to know if you’re willing to do it again.” Elise shot Cammy a glare, but she ignored. So I asked why she was returning so late alone than she told me that actually her shifts used to end at 1.00 am in the morning and there was a cab for drop facility , since she was not feeling well she was returning back home early. So I asked whether she has taken any medicines, to that she gave me a mystic smile and told me this was routine and medicines were not required. So slowly she started becoming more open and than just at the corner of our street she asked me to stop so that she will.