That was the first of our movie adventures. We had many more and still have them once in a while. If you're interested in hearing more or trading stor...es, let me know.Part 2Since we enjoyed the night at the theater so much, I decided to make it a permanent part of our activities. I insisted that slave develop a wardrobe especially for theater use that appeared covering but allowed for easy access to her tits, pussy and ass. I also insured that she had with her a large package of tissues for. The hand was at least twice the size of a normal human hand. She swivelled around. There stood Boss. Only not quite Boss. There was Boss in there. He stood 7 feet tall, his mouth was wide open, demonic looking, his tongue, flicking in his mouth, now resembling a snake's rather than a human. His eyes were bright red, save a small horizontal slit of bright white.“Rojo will have his princess” Boss roared at her, his voice distorted, his accent as far from Boston as you could imagine. He wrapped a. “I know,” she sighed.The song finished and I let her go. She got herself a Coke from the fridge and sat on one of the benches. Jackie went over to sit with her. I walked over to Wen and asked her to dance. I immediately wished I’d waited to hear what the next song was. Just as we stepped out onto the dance floor Shalamar’s Dancing in the Sheets started playing. I wondered if her English was good enough to understand the reference. When she smirked at the line, I knew it was.“Did you pick this. Mysteere: Ah! God I got to forget that dream it’s already been over two years since I killed Chang Long. There’s no way he can get his revenge he’s dead. :Falls back to sleep: :3 hours later: Ah man why does this dream keep coming back to haunt me? Is this a part of his revenge? Well I can’t think about that right now since I have something important to do in a few hours. 2:00 P.M :Walking down the barren streets of Parma: Mysteere: Man this place looks like a hellhole what’s wrong with this.