“How did you meet Muffin,” asked Lovell.Buzzer answered, “I was at the casino two years ago and he was the dealer at my blackjack table.”“Oh... nice! What happened?”Buzzer recanted the initial meeting, “I could tell he was real femme. And, I started betting only one-dollar chips until the other player began to leave. I asked him if he wanted to come to my room. He told me he would, but he wasn’t allowed to be on property when he was off work. I asked him what time his shift ended. He said in an. I want to be close to another human being, in fact I fear I will die if I don't have that soon. He asks me how much I am prepared to take for him, and my mind reels. There is nothing he could ask, nothing he might suggest. I will obey, it is my desire to do so. Have I not shown him this? I feel the ropes being moved, and me being lifted upside down. He holds me in his arms and brushes my hair. I revel in the feel of his hands on me. Such a different feeling than the ropes I am used to. Then he. She just nodded her head and smiled while she was passing by me. She smelled so fine! She wore a light and very short green dress that, when I turned as she passed, barely covered her ass. Her legs were perfectly stretched while she was getting to the top of the stairs in some black high heel pumps. I tried to memorize that picture to my head as I walked to my apartment. Wow, I said to myself, „there will be no one to come between her thong and my hand now“... As I leaned over my fence and I. Then later he began to consider the replenishment of their purses. He had for a long time thought of a particular, likely very profitable interception of a mail-coach, not half a day’s ride from here, but it had seemed too risky, given that it was known the driver and his mate were both pistol-armed. But, with the two of them working together, it would be a different matter! ‘Well now my lady highwayman, we have a bargain struck. I have been thinking on our first joint business venture.’ She.