I walked over to brush my hair out of my face ... and boy, was I ever blown backwards by what I saw in the mirror.“FUCK!” I yelled as I looked at ...yself. I looked like a younger version of Conan The Barbarian.Instantly, I thought of the magnetic Angels and rubbed them against my thigh, through the soft material of my sweats. I knew they had to be the cause of at least some of this crazy shit that’s happening to me!Damn, I forgot to even put on underwear. Hell, no one will ever know.I walked out. ” “What will they do to me now?,” Beth thought. Riff watched the preparations with a wolfish grin. He loved watching Beth used by other men.From his bag, Riff pulled out a set of dildos in a large wooden case, each beautifully shaped, long and thick and threatening. Some were made of exotic woods, oiled and intricately carved in the likeness of the human penis. Others were of gleaming ivory, their convoluted surfaces writhing with human figures copulating. Yet others were fashioned of. "Nonsense, this is a gift, not a loan or an extension of credit. it comes at no cost," I walk behind her. Slowly, I trace my fingertips along her naked shoulders, exposed by the strapless dress she put on this evening. Bending over to achieve a closer proximity, i whisper into her ear; "Although it does play a part in how you are going to begin paying me off." She shudders, excited at the goosebumps raised by the whisper, nervous about her ever decreasing lack of control over this. And pretty late when i had to many beers he finally showed up with a friend who drove him and we Went home. He´s very cute, 25 years old, slender with a nice smile, dark Eyes but not the kind of guy I fall for, a bit to feminine for me.Anyway, he was hungry and i showed him to his room while I prepared dinner for him. He came out in his underwear and a singlet and asked if it was ok to walk around like this, I never mind how people are dressed here at my house and told him so. I have a thing.