He had entertained the thought of venturing out and picking her up, but it was better to keep business just business. "Give a hooker an inch and you'l... end up with a ring on your finger," he muttered into his glass. The buzz was starting to kick in.Tom took another satisfying drag from the cigar just as his phone started belting out a Lady Gaga song he had heard on the radio, earlier that day. Lazily, he popped open a waterproof storage compartment, looked at the number with disgust, spat into. He took his hands off of me and just looked at me. A few seconds later, he slapped me hard across the face, telling me that I was to never tell what he had to do. I shook my head yes, my eyes watering up a little. He started choking me again and started calling me a dirty whore and skanky slut for getting a boyfriend. He said I was only suppose to worship his dick and to never betray him. I tried to beg for his forgiveness, but he told me it was too late. He spit on his right hand and used the. She was going to be working a long day today and I told her my day was going to be similarly busy. We wouldn't be able to have dinner tonight, but I offered her lunch tomorrow someplace and then dinner at the house that evening.Bud had been busy during my absence. A lot of the circuits, pretty much all of which I'd put into the suit without understanding their function, worked together to create something far beyond anything I knew of being even possible."I am now almost completely. ‘Hey there beautiful,’ he said smiling at Kylie. He walked over to the bed and sat near her. ‘How are you doing?’ She smiled, ‘I’m good, I thought you had left me.’ ‘Leave you? I could never leave you.’ Stephan ran his fingers through her hair, caressing her face. Kylie pressed her head into his hand and smiled. Leaning forward, Stephan closed his eyes and gently pressed his lips to hers. Kylie breathed deeply, closing her eyes and feeling the warmth of his lips. She ran her hand through his.