“I just don’t care about the rest.” “Oh?” He leaned back into me, turning to smile. His hair smelled good, and he knew it. He wiggled his ba...kside a little in my lap. I was still in my slacks and shirt, but Sandy had already changed into cotton pajamas. “If you don’t care about the rest, why do you troll them so hard?” “Troll? Me?” “The bait and switch. You wrote a straight story, then a gay one. Just to make the straight readers mad.” “Hold on a minute,” I protested, but I had to stop there. They started giving tickles and wasn't happy with they touched all over my body and then ran away. that afternoon i was going out and suddenly one guy came and kissed me deep in my lips . i was shocked. since then they started seducing me . my mom didn't react for what they did because she thought i was okay with it. once again we went to a party this time it was treditional and i wore a saree . as i came to the hall prakash and his friends started seducing me. they squeesed my boobs and took. He will be strapped onto the punishment horse again, on his back, with his legs spread and tied behind him. He will be left in that position for twenty minutes.”Cliff had recovered somewhat from his ordeal - his balls were still aching. Unfortunately, as the other three punishees had been turned around, so as to avoid that any more than their backs could be seen on any footage of Kimberley, Cliff had been facing the huge screen showing Kimberley’s ordeal in supersize and HD, so that even though. At the end of the hall were two metal doors across from each other. There was a key pad beside each door. Alice pressed in a code on the door on the left and there was a click and she opened the door.Inside was a beautiful office with plants and decorations a large leather couch and two plush chairs. There were no windows, but there were two matching desks side by side. Behind one was the older photographer who I assumed to be Mr. Gray. He stood.Alice said. “El, this is my husband John Grey. Of.