. me." What... I mean what do you mean?" he asked."I want you to make love to me. I want to be completely yours," I told him."No, I can't do that," he...told me."Why not?" I asked, wondering why he didn't want me."I want to make love with you. I just don't want to hurt you. I've never done this before and I want to make it special for you," he told me."It will be special for me, because it will be with you. Now, don't you think it's time you opened your gift?" I asked, reaching for him. As soon. ” She countered. “You may think that you’ve got me wrapped up in this twisted little head game, but you’re wrong!” she argued as he stepped closer to her. She tried her hardest to hide her fear, but it didn’t work.“What did you say?” Michael’s voice was angry as he stood in front of Courtney, his face inches from hers.“I said,” Courtney started, with false bravado, “You’re wrong.” Her eyes flashed defiantly at him. “I’m not playing this game anymore.” Her heart raced as he stepped closer. He. If you don’t, we’ll throw you in with allthe sex perverts and rapists at the station house – andwe got plenty of them – and let them have their funwith you! You understand me bitch!” As emphasis, Franktwisted her arm even higher, almost dislocating it fromthe socket. JC’s eyes grew large with fear. Tears flowed down hercheek. Damn Marilee and Wanda. Their work over of JChad been complete during the nine months they had kepthim (her?) unconscious. Not only had. As yourcorrespondence MASTER, you will follow my exact directions or face the fury ofmy displeasure. PREPARATION. Freshly shaveyour cunt, and then shower douche both your cunt and arse. Dress in a lightsummer frock, preferably one which buttons down the front and comes no lowerthan 8 inches above the knee. You will spend the next few hours meditatingabout your recent slutty behaviour. You will stop playing with yourself for aperiod of 24 hrs, but will read at least 3 erotic stories during this.