Savannah and the girls will be with me next week.’ ‘Yes, Sir,’ the voice on the other end of the line answered. The knowing click was all Mitch...heard when he hung up. . . . . .Savannah closed her eyes and toyed with the rock Mitch had given her. ‘It’s time,’ she whispered to herself as she thought of how Brad would feel when she told him she was leaving him. Would he be devastated? Would he beg her not to leave him? Would he threaten her? She shivered as she recalled the ‘missing boys’ and. "Strip," ordered the blonde, "and make it snappy!!!" "Here," Amy Jo asked incredulously, while glancing around the stall!?! The blonde quickly showed her dom temper when she retorted quickly, "You fucking take them off or I'll rip them off for you, understand, cunt?!?" A shudder rolled through Amy Jo, and she commenced to remove all of her clothing, not stopping until she was standing naked in before the dominant blonde. Amy Jo's nipples instantly puckered up in the cool air, and the blonde. I stood my ground as I spoke, “Hi”. “Hi”, she said, as she got closer removing the lace shawl that that was around her shoulders. She moved upon me with the eagerness of a virgin in heat and kissed my lips. They were soft, warm and tasted like strawberries, which made my heart race. I pulled away and looked her in the eyes. “Hi”, I said again. She smiled and said, “Hi”, this time with a slight giggle as she locked her lips on mine once again. Our close mouth pecks quickly turned to aggressive. “I’m Chip. What floor are you on?”“I’m Roach,” she answered. “I’m on the forth floor, around the back.” She smiled ruefully. “In the cheap seats.”The elevator arrived and we got in. I punched the button for her floor. In her apartment, I set the bag of groceries on her kitchen counter and was starting for the door when I noticed an exercise bike in the living room. It was in front of the TV, but nobody was going to be riding it. The front bolt holding the pedal mechanism in place was sheared.