The new titles could use some work.’ He looked over at the EMTs as they hoisted Tim’s body onto a stretcher. He looked at Tim, ‘I am here to tak... your soul on to the afterlife.’ Nick shrugged, ‘I guess you could call me death.’ Tim made a shocked face and gave a nervous laugh. ‘You’re the Grim Reaper?’ Nick looked at his cell phone and glanced at the time. ‘Not ‘the’ Grim Reaper, but yes, we used to have the titles of reaper.’ ‘Used to?’ Nick stood up, ‘I’ll explain in the car, we must be. I want to see your beautifully glowing ass.”I carefully roll over, wondering how I’m able to with my hands bound above my head. I pull the rope and turn, amazingly it turns with me. Now sitting on my knees with my head down, my hands above my head and my ass in the air, He slaps me three more times and rubs my warm cheeks, running His palm over my dripping cunt. I moan from the pleasure/pain. He comes to me, kissing me softly.“You little minx, you’re soaking wet. Now I must attend to something.. I have already spoken to Brad and he has asked me toadvise on what you are to wear Saturday evening. I will have you modela few things for me and take lots of pictures, then Brad and I willmake the final decision for your attire for the evening."I knew this one was coming and was excited when I read it:"Joyce my Darling:My name is Brad, I am 35, 5'8" tall, 185 lbs and very athletic, I amthrilled to be taking you out to Stage West this weekend, I have heardfrom Brenda that it is a really. Every Saturday night through the end of the year, I was a fixture at the pub, on my own with a beer near the bar. Always three or more guys a night. And before long, on a regular schedule all week. Dorm rooms around campus, morning, noon and night. By the second semester in my freshman year, I had a dozen guys getting regular service. Each two or three times a week around scheduled classes or nights when I needed to study. It grew to 18 by the end of the year and I had to cut out the pub.