"Sorry." I said flushing up red faced"I didn't know you had a thing for socks." he said it was then I noticed Tom wasn't wearing his work gear but his...gym gear. Then it dawned on me it was Tom's day off."I'm not!" I exclaimed quickly chucking the sock. "It's okay. I used to use a sock all the time." he said grinning at me being caught in the act. It was then I noticed the bugle in his gym shorts. "Why don't we do it together." he said indicating the front room"I... I.." I spluttered, Tom. CommandmentsThe first commandment: All asian women are owned and used exclusively by white men. No asian or black men are allowed to use asian women.An asian woman should daily recite phrases such as "asian women are born to be owned and used by superior White men." Or "asian women are inferior to White women and do not deserve to be loved by White men." Or "asian women should be constantly beaten and disciplined." Or, ?my White master is a god.? Repetition is the key. Make her repeat. The other a had a wry smile on his. At the time that title did not interest me as much as "Cheerleader Sluts" did So I put it back in it's hiding spot. The next really shocked me! It was called "Roman Slave Boys" it had a muscular centurion on the cover with a hard on jutting out from under his tunic, he was bending a (much) younger naked guy over a chariot wheel. The younger guy had his hands chained to the wheel and a collar and chain around his neck. He was looking over his shoulder. Iam led and walk while trusting the person holding my hand. Ibump into a doorway and feel my way around it. Now there arestairs and I cannot imagine where I am going.I can feel cooler open air around me and now I am being placedinto a seat. I think it is a car. Yes a car, I can finally feelthe motion of our movement. I lay back my head and am consumedwith trying to figure out just why and what is now happening. Iam scared and all of a sudden I find that I cannot breath. Theflow of air has.