V I GOT FEEL THAT I WAS NOT ALONE FOR SOME REASON ANY WAY I ENDED UP FALLING A sleep PISSED UP ON VODKA AND THEN I WAKE UP IN THIS ROOM TIED TO THIS ...ED A 4 POSTER ONE AND I COULD NOT SHOUT ARE ANY THING BECOURSE THEY PUT A GAG BALLL IN MY MOUTH THEN IN COME THIS BLACK GUY SAYING SO YOU LIKE TO DRESS UP LIKE A LIKE A LITTLE SLUT DO YOU WELL QUESS WHAT IM GOING TO SHOW YOU WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE A LITTLE SLUT OK BITCH I AM NOW YOUR MASTER AND YOU WILL DO WHAT I SAY OK SLUT HE THEN COME OVER TO. Since the country / bait store was just a few miles ahead I headed on that way.Arriving at the store, I picked up the little fella and headed inside and stepped up to the counter and gently set the little guy down. My friend, Rose, looked at the pup then at me. Rather than telling me to get this filthy dog off of her counter, she picked up the little pup and tucked him into the nook of her neck and cooed to him. “Where on earth did you find this poor little thing, Dave?” she asked. So, I. I love to watch myself and imagine other people watching ‒ and yes, lately my fantasy audience were people like Gwen and my b*****r Andy. Since our encounter earlier this year they had featured in my fantasies a lot. It was tough because I had listened to Gwen crushing on my big b*****r for years. Now that I’ve seen them in action, I couldn’t stop thinking about them. Both of them. Gwen had apparently not been lying about the size of ‘the b**st’ that she raved about. Thinking of Andy, my. "Who is it?" I call. "Hello? My name is Margaret McIlvaine speaking on behalf of the Law Firm of O'Sullivan, Kelly, Walsh, Flanagan and Mullan of Wexford County, Ireland? I'm here to talk to you about the death of your Great-Granduncle Twice Removed?" A woman's voice with a Wexford accent so thick you could cut it with a knife says. "..." I go over to the door but don't open it."What kind of scam is this?" I ask, wishing like hell the peephole in my door hadn't been painted over years ago."Oh,.