He continued to verbally abuse me and punch me as I gagged and choked on that big prick. The lack of air plus the high from the weed had me very ligh...-headed by now. I felt like I was in paradise, and I really felt like I was his little bitch!“Goddamn, that throat is fuckin’ tight!” Chris said, and he pulled himself out, and stood up, but not before grabbing me by the shirt. “Come here, fucker!” He gave another sinister laugh and pulled me up into a kneeling position in front of him, roughly. I shake my sleep off and hear it continue coming from where else, the floor. I lean over the bed and see Wilma lying on her stomach rubbing her hips against the carpeted floor. She’s still bound and when I set my feet on the floor to stand up her head turns towards me to look. I can barely make out her face in the light but it’s one of I guess confusion and I start to help her up almost on auto pilot till she’s standing. I sit her on the bed and roll her onto her back and arms. Wilma doesn’t. Finally she said "How about you pick out a girl to dance for me, and I will get one for you?" Again she has some brilliant ideas. As soon as I saw the red head introduced as "Jade" I knew who I wanted to see dance for Tina. As she came down off the stage and made her way around I told Tina that I was getting Jade to dance for her. She lit up and said "I was getting her for you!". Jade came to use and we found that they had a special for 3 dances, so we decided to each have one and then split. I know how I feel about you. I think I know how I feel about Ralph. The problem is that I'm okay with him having sex with Leslie. I'm probably okay with him have sex with most anyone else. Is that normal? Does it mean I don't really care about him deep down?"Misty didn't understand why Janet would be confused, "What difference does it make who he fucks as long has he has time for us and doesn't bring a little hitchhiker home with him. If I were to fuck Marvin or Jake would that leave me less.