She turned away from him, not wanted him to see the anger in her eyes. Somehow she kept her voice steady. ‘Forgive me, it is not my place.’ Yunan ...ighed. He should have known he would have to explain himself to her at some point. He wished he knew himself why he had not yet confirmed her place with him. He knew he wanted her, wanted her too much sometimes, but something always held him back. Despite the colour of her hair and her pale skin, she reminded him too much of his daughter. It was bad. This time he just took out the ball and told me to follow him. I followed him down stairs and walked into his study. He led me other to a bookcase and pulled a book down and the bookshelf swung forward. A secret door! As I walked into the room, I was shocked. It was set out like a torture chamber, with more sex toys than I had ever seen before in my life. “take off your clothes,” he says without looking at me, “come over here.” I walk over to him. He is getting this wooden frame ready. It has a. Within a few e-mails we made a plan to meet at a local gay bar that he suggested - needless to say I was excited. I buzzed through the shower, and then I decided to dress light: a pair of thin denim shorts that accentuated my cock bulge, no underwear, a pullover shirt, and my sexy sandals. Frankly, I dressed so that I could be naked in a flash. It was just after eleven p.m. when I walked in the bar. To my surprise this place was deader than a graveyard – there was nobody there except for the. .. except for those couple of times but!! ##############################################'Do you deny it then, go on I dare you too' she said with real anger in her voice but what was worrying me was her coolness, calm and collected her voice never waivered or stuttered like normal when angry. sisters Shell and Kerry were close in age and their relationship was too. Both were gorgeous, almost dangerously so because a man, me,would go far far beyond the point he knew he should to get just that.