It were the little things he did that captivated Rosita. He would massage her entire body with palm oil to keep her warm. Every night he would snuggle...up to her and peck those parched lips even though she was burning up. What if it was contagious? I don’t care was his reply all the time. His favourite part was stroking the base of her skull and narrating the meanings behind each of her fabled tattoos. Unfortunately, all of this wasn’t enough to stop the drastic effects the illness had. Her once. I was instantly turned on watching his black hands on her. The table was a round table and I sat down next to our new black friend and my wife sat down next to me directly across from him. We ordered Margarita's over rocks with no salt for my wife and I and my wife wanted a shot of peppermint schnapps.... she actually ended up having 4 shots of schnapps. I knew the shots were starting to have an effect on her, so I suggested we leave the bar and go back to our house, my wife and he agreed and. Two licks on each ass cheek. Do you agree slut?’ She took a deep breath and nodded slowly to him, ‘Yes Sir, I do agree with you.’ He moved away from her and placed his left hand onto her firm left ass cheek. He squeezed it roughly then tapped it gently with his hand. He gave little warning of the first stroke with the belt and small crack echoed across the marble floor. She jumped from the surprise of the belt, but not the pain. Her arousal was so high, she could not feel the pain, or perhaps. Mostly it was electrical or comp engineering.I began to collect things people threw away. Either in the street or at work and made small things. It was more tinkering than anything else. It was months before the two men appeared when I got home. They threatened me in a protection scheme and there was nothing I could do. A check showed the man they worked for actually owned the building.Those that did not pay had ... accidents. That made me look at ways to protect myself and I managed to visit.