I thought of this a while back - when there was a problem with the metro train system - and the one I was in was stuck in a tunnel for 40 minutes (tho...gh he wasn't there that time). Anyway - I'm on the train - for some reason I'm wearing my leather pants - it's packed as usual - I'm squashed against the doors - at one side - sort of wedged in a corner. He's standing facing me - looking over my head - everything's perfectly normal as the train goes underground. Then the train comes to a. His friend wanted just a quickie; something nasty…So I said Jerome I would manage to fuck his buddie. I even suggested Ritchie could meet me at the same park where my Black Master had fucked me last time he had been in Savannah…Jerome agreed and said he would call me again for further orders.A while later my cell phone rang again. Jerome said his friend knew the place and he would wait for me at dawn, after I leave my office. My Master asked if his married white bitch was dressed sexy and I. "I thought it might be nice to reunite you with your wife for a little while. Ah, but here's the catch," he interrupted Alex's exclamation. "You may not speak. You may not try to communicate in any way with her. If you do, you will watch me torture and kill her. Understood? Good. Let's go."He led Alex into a room with an exam table much like he'd seen her on previously. On one wall hung a bunch of restraints. As Alex was being tied into them, Ali laughed at the look on his face."I said you. . for now.He let out a low growl, and Rowena looked across at him.“What?” She demanded.He was about to respond when they heard the elevator kick into life.Rowena thrust her glass onto the table and marched across to his door, where she yanked it open and then stood waiting impatiently.Michael heard the elevator doors whoosh open and then a light feminine voice had Michael on his feet and striding across.“Aunt Trudy?”“Iris ... in here,” he stumbled to a halt as he realised that it was not Laurie.