No" My Darling Portuguese lover frowned, looking deeply into my eyes with his dark expressive eyes. He looked so sad and disappointed, "Encantadorada,...you do not trust me, you make me so sad. Belle, you want me to go away forever?" His breath warm and sweet made me want to cry, and i begged this time for Him to stay.He bound me up, and while tied to his bed, he inflicted pain, he slapped me, my breasts, my pussy, my ass. Over and over using the pain as a counterpoint to the pleasure he gave me,. Usual catering.”Up north? “Um, where are they from?”“Oh, Newcastle? Gateshead? Somewhere around there.”Surely not? “Do we have a name?”“Marchant. Banking, investment and financial services, something like that.”“Sounds like my ex’s company. Marchant Omega Financial Services.”“Why, yes! That’s the name. Is that a problem?”“I don’t know. I can’t somehow see Damian having anything to do with something like this.”“He might not have a choice.”Hmmm. I suppose he’d be willing to do anything to get. I’m now holding a semi-conscious woman, naked except for her shoes. She’s only partly hidden behind me. My shrinking cock slips out of her, but I do not want to turn around and show that to the cop.“The lady was feeling ill and needed some fresh air.” I explain lamely.The cop shines his light on Phoebe’s expensive dress is in the middle of a filthy puddle, obviously ruined.The cop says, “You look like nice people. I’m going to take a 2 minute walk. If you’re still here when I get back then I’m. I did get out at the Empire State Building and go up. Nothing was moving outside on the ground. I looked out and wondered how many did survive the virus in the city. Then I thought about the fact that many of those would not survive either. I knew that many people living in New York City did not drive relying upon public transportation because the cost of owning a vehicle was so high. Silently, I wished them luck. I felt they would need it.It was late afternoon but I had had enough. It was too.