.. Someone, the maid, takes the bottle away from me. I am floating... at least, my head is. I can feel hands on me... gripping my arms tight... liftin... me off the chair. It's the brute. I want to shout and punch him. He is gentle as he starts to undress me... I am horrified but I can barely hold up my head to protest. I think I am naked... I feel naked. The maid and the brute, beauty and the beast, are doing something to me, to my body and face... is it make-up. I smell something sweet. Someone. I was now in the costume Auntie made for me, and I felt a bit silly. But costumes had become all the rage, and I took a drive around. I explored Chinatown, Little Italy, Broadway, Downtown, most of the city West of the river. I then had an idea, and after looking up an address was soon at a truck stop on the edge of town. $350 got me a dash mounted GPS, with 4 cameras. And an extra $100 had the kid that worked there install it for me. He then showed me how it worked, and how to make changes if. When she was mere inches from his face he whispered "I think it's time for our first kiss."Their lips met, and he began stroking his lips against hers, teasing her until her tongue darted out, tracing the line of his mouth. Xavier groaned, the feel of her soft tongue causing him to tense, and harden, making his pants feel a size smaller. Then her hands came up to his neck, trailing down his chest, then back, feeling the strength of his pecs, then arms, then back to his chest again. It seemed. I found myself wedged tight between people I had a guy standing in front of me and the guy standing behind me said “crazy isn’t it”, I laughed, I looked over my shoulder and in what room I had turned to see a young handsome black man smiling at me, even though I was holding the support straps with both hands with the movements of the bus I was still swaying a over the place. Every now and then I fell back against the guy behind me, I kept apologising but he said not to think anything of it. He.