“Mind if I join you, Wilson?”He turned and looked up, surprised. A large man loomed above him, a man who looked enough like the late actor Burt La...caster to have doubled for him in the movies. Wilson honestly wanted to be left alone, but it didn’t seem right to be inhospitable with someone on Christmas Eve. He was also curious as to who this guy was and how come he knew Wilson’s name. He gestured across the table towards the empty seat on the other side. The stranger sat down; even close up he. He had also enjoyed bighting her throat, chewing on her nipples, her labia, and her inner thighs, even leaving teeth-marks. He remembered the ones showing her face had a look of joy and contentment rather than horror or pain, the same when the man whipped her, she just had a look of pained enjoyment. Gerald licked his lips, could he really do this, at home his own wife hung him each weekend, it was one reason he got drunk on Fridays, knowing what was to come when he got home and that she would. Christ I hate these things I thought to myself, as I shook everyone’s hand about 10 times and grabbing my black leather briefcase I headed out of the meeting room and across the lobby to the hotel desk. I had checked out earlier in the day, and asked the concierge to send up my bag, and get me a cab to the airport. In a few moments a bellboy appeared with my bag, and followed me to the curb, where the doorman had the back door of a cab opened for me. The cabby took the bag to the trunk and I. It made itinteresting the Sam and the boys' P.E. class were playing soccer. Nicoledistracted her friend by waving to him, which made the ball go shootingpast him."Sam has a crush on Nikki," Sara told one of the girls in the class.Nicole blushed. She didn't want to admit she had feelings for him, too."Oh he's just a friend," Nicole told Karen.*****Nicole was a little nervous as she pulled her leotard over her tights inthe dressing room.Amanda told her about the conversation she had with Madame.