Laugh at him? He pictured himself holding a flamethrower and torching the school...But that could do nothing for him now. Paulie kneeled next to his b...aten prey and spat in his face. "Next time, have my fifty bucks, okay?"Robbie felt all of his anger drain, and his usual humility return. He nodded, trying to keep himself from throwing up. "A-a-all right....P-P-Paulie...."Paulie chuckled and got up. "There's a good boy..."The crowd that had stopped to watch the scene began to dissipate, leaving. ” He sat her down. “All this is because of you. It’s my talent, but it’s your inner beauty that inspires me. So a portrait of Amy Lynn Johnson is going in that alcove with a plaque that says “My Eternal Love”.”She kissed him. “I love you.”“I love you, too.” He pointed to the top of the high wall between the alcoves. “I want to put a full-length portrait there. Which reminds me, I want to paint you.”“You paint me all the time.”“You misunderstand, I want to paint you and then do obscene things. I wanted to thank him for opening up his home to allow me to be a plaything for his buddies. I asked him to be patient while I fixed my makeup and wig so I could properly thank him. When I got back into the bedroom he was wearing white stockings with a white garter belt and a pair of pink and white heels. He said two words to let me know he was about to accept my gratitude; ‘blow me’. He didn’t have to ask twice and I got in my favorite submissive position – on my knees and I took his hard cock. He would smile, a gleam in his eye. The good-looking old devil was probably a ladies’ man in his day. Looking back, Nhoc sees his adopted world. His carefully selected books pack the shelves that he can still see through the big front window. He is proud of his selection which is probably the best collection in town for discerning readers. The comfortable chairs near the glass that his customers can sit and read before they buy or borrow his books are empty today as the shop is closed. .