“Hey asshole!” Alan heard from behind him, (again?!) A fireball bounced off his shield.Well that solved that problem, “Ok, here’s the deal, yo... can leave or stay and die! Your choice.” Alan could feel another what? 20? 30? They too felt as pathetic as those before. Must have sent their apprentices again. Shaking his head Alan just extended his arm then lifted it, might as well see who he was killing. As the 30 bodies flailed about in the air Alan again repeat his earlier warning. “Same deal,. ..”“Don’t worry! I was flattered! And you’ll last a little longer for the next one, right?”“I’ll damn well try!”And we laughed together. And that forges another bond, doesn’t it? When people laugh together, they can’t be strangers anymore. And this man was no longer just another horny stranger that I’d picked up for a quick fuck, like so many of the others. He was someone that I’d like to get to know very, very much. Already, I felt I’d known him, or somebody like him, all my life. He was every. “No these rings cost a lot more but they are for slaves and they have this locking device and once on, they can’t be removed. I thought they were perfect for you.”“Please Becca, I will get the bars, but not this.”“Too late Slut” as she forced the first one through my right nipple and then showed everyone how this strange lock worked as the head of the screw broke off where it couldn’t be removed. The ring was much bigger than I expected and knew they had to come out but wasn’t sure how that. That's all. Is that too much to ask?" Fun with other women?" You know that isn't what I mean, Lisa. Not at all. My feelingsabout Sam and other women are quite clear. That's what started himdown this path to begin with, my insistence on being the only womanin his life. I still do insist on that. I mean he needs to learnhow to have fun with other men, the way I do." Even though he isn't attracted to other men? Despite beingattracted to women's clothes, despite being turned on by his.