Was that how a gang of girls would do it? Probably not. Poison, more likely. Hold me down and pour hydrogen peroxide or hair dye down my throat. Or ma...be the police would be waiting when I knocked on the door, to drag me away on a charge of excessive lust and suicidal optimism.I headed for the bar and had a large Cuba Libre, then another.At five past nine, I knocked boldly on the door. If they were all sharing one room they must be two to a bed, and my room had two king-sizes, so theirs might. I wanted to see his dick but I think he was ashamed that it was only about 4-5 inches at that time.We would go down to his basement in the apt building jhe lived in and we would talk about girls and jerk off. Iloved seeing his dick popping out through his pants. Once he grabbed my hand hand tried to ake me touch it-I fought back because i didn't want him to think I Did Want It. Just when I was ready to let him put my hand there he let go.Years passed and we kept up our talks. When I was 13 I. Pulling into the driveway of Ruth-Ann’s house, Jennifer was somewhat impressed. The house was not overly large, like some of the houses in the area, but it was obvious that it sat on a whole lot of land, which gave a nice sense of privacy in the crowded neighborhood. As Jennifer put the Beemer in park, she noticed a dog in the window looking out, but did not notice any other movement, and no other cars in the drive. The setup could not be any better if she had planned it herself ahead of time.. I knelt down suddenly, and looked up into His strong eyes with a pleading. "Please Master. Please.... I don't care what happens to me. Just.....please...take care of Anna."A smile crept onto His face. "Yes, very good eddie. Keep that train of thought. You make sure you remember saying that. Eddie, you will do anything, ANYTHING, to have me be your wife's protector?"His words twisted in my mind. I knew I was being set up, but I couldn't see any way around it. "Yes. Yes Master. I'll do anything.