It was a group called "Berlin" wasn't it?" That's right. Well you showed me what love is, last night. You understood my nervousness. You allowed me to...relax and you didn't hurry. You touched my body so tenderly. You found places on my body that I would never have thought would give me pleasure, but you found them and you did. And then you were unselfish enough to let me sleep. I didn't do anything for you, and I feel ashamed and selfish." I caressed her flank, running my had up to cup her. "You like that don't you whore?" he asked me "Yes my love" i began "Your fuckin' whore loves it when you slap my face" I added as another slap hit me hard. As I righted my self he leaned forward and now started slapping at my tit. The pain was sharp at first and I backed away a little until he reached over and grabbing my hair, pulled me back and once again sent several hard slaps to my face. "Did I say you could move whore?" he asked me "No my love" I answered back and once again he began to. It was a good night for me... I knew the questions to most of the answers (For those who may be unfamiliar with Jeopardy, it is a game show in which the clues must be answered in the form of a question.)I followed Sheila's path of strewn clothing back to the play room. The last article of clothing she had dropped was her panties. I picked up the panties. They were soaking wet and scented with Sheila's aroused juices."Oh, Michael, I was so frightened. I thought you had left. Please untie me I. .. shoes ... lots of shoes. Clothes for Charles ... and clothes for his alter ego ... Chuck.Add to that the twenty grand I spent on the Roller: Brakes; new drums, relined shoes, rubber lines, stainless metal lines. The mechanic showed me the almost rusted through old lines and had me poke an icepick through the?metal?. I snapped in half one of the rubber lines. He was able to save the hydraulic brake cylinders but they still took new kits; pistons, seals, springs. Replacing that stuff meant the.