“What the fuck? I am gonna be what?! You must be k**ding me!” I said and tried to walk on, but that time I felt her strong hand on my neck, she ju...t holded my neck firmly and I couldn’t breathe, after a few seconds I my eyes darkened I lost my consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, I was in a room, where I never have been to. I tried to move my hands but felt that my hands were tied to the bed firmly and my legs too. Only after that I remembered what happened to me last night. I didn’t. On the first leg, the narrow seats forced us together. We talked a lot about very little and a little about a lot of different things. It was a comfortable time, even though the physical crowding was inescapable. We even slept, leaning against each other. The second leg, from LAX to Honolulu, was first class, including champagne. There was plenty of room. With the help of the fight attendant, we managed physical intimacy. When the time came, we could make a credible bed out of the seat. It was. Let’s make it interesting.”“What do you have in mind?”“How about a real-life scenario? You play a guard, and I stalk in to kill you.”“Sounds fair.”“Ok, I will be coming from the gravel pit, so that is the direction you will focus on. You stay on the cleared land as you patrol this side of the property.”I pull out two paintball guns from my bag and give him a rifle style with a big hopper for a magazine. Mine is a pistol with a 10 round clip.“To make it fair, you get as many rounds as you want,. “Just taking a peek,” you reply to yourself sub-audibly as you gently turn it. “Now shut up!”With your breath held and your ears straining for any sound coming from within the room, you slowly, very slowly, open the guest room door. Then, when it’s wide enough, you poke your head through the gap.You can clearly see John asleep on the bed, illuminated by a ray of moonlight shining through a gap in the curtains. He’s on his back, covered only by a sheet. The contrasting light and shadow makes him.