You can’t believe I made you stop, can you?”“I...”“You’re still talking.” He shut up, stunned at this abrupt turn of events. Eventually,...apparently having judged the duration his silence acceptable, she continued, “Are you finally ready to let me speak?”“Of course.” He tensed, breathlessly awaiting whatever scolding she was about to deliver.“Good. Let me start by repeating something I said earlier: you two are insane.”Was that the faintest hint of teasing in her voice, or am I grasping for. It’s the way you feel when you know, really know, that you are the best at something. It is raw power.So when you see a picture of me, with my throbbing massive cock on display, know it isn’t my erection that has you mystified, but the entirety of my body, firmly postured with my chin up and a look of utter conquering on my face. It isn’t cocky, it isn’t overconfident. It doesn’t preclude me from a sense humour nor does it define who I am outside of the bedroom. It is merely the reflection of. " I looked at Katy and said, "If you want to help or watch, come on in, otherwise come back for him Sunday night."Katy looked alarmed, as did Joshua. "Help or watch what!?" She blurted out.I smiled up at her. "Don't worry, Katy. I won't do him any permanent damage. I just think it's time he learned what it's like to be the one NOT in control. To be at someone else's mercy. Want to help?"An evil grin slowly crept across her face, but she wasn't completely stupid, "You won't do anything to me?"I. It was in loopy, almost feminine, cursive. I checked the address again before going up to the stately manner in the good side of town to make sure I hadn’t made a mistake. It was 3:55 PM and my heart was racing. What Tony Fox had to talk to me about… and not in school or with his fists… had me positively perplexed. When he opened the door he didn’t say a word. He just left the door open and walked back inside. I followed. I half expected him to turn around and be surprised that I was there. But.