She seemed inadequate, either because of the pain or the consumed alcohol. Yes, she definitely smelled of alcohol. She did not recognize me. That wasn...��t surprising; the last time we met was 11 years ago. A lot of time. And I have changed since then - now I'm bigger due to the daily workouts, bald and wear glasses. It's hard to believe that the youth looking like a rock star in those old photos is me.However, I felt bad that she didn't recognize me. After all we were dating for whole 3 months.. "You are going to have a nice new home at our house on 5th Street. Youwill live there and work in the neighborhood as a street whore." Getting fucked all the time," Kristie injected."Yes, getting fucked all the time, Kristie. And there will be a fullsupply of the pretty blue fluid and syringes so you can inject it in yourtitties every morning." That sounds fun!" And what are you going to whisper into everyone's ear after they drinkyour milk, Kristie," Bi asked?"I am going to whisper that they. ” It was dark in the mini-van, but Cassie’s voice was easily recognizable and her blonde hair reflected off the street lights. Without a second thought, I stepped in the van and sat on the first available seat. My bunny ears tumbled to the ground but I didn't bother picking them up. “I am glad you wore what we told you to wear, slut. Don’t worry, tonight is a piece of cake. We don’t want to leave you too tired for what we have in store for you tomorrow.” There was a chorus of giggles ringing. And he knew it. 'Tell you what, I won't be long. Why don't you wait here and I'll come back and we can move upstairs', he smiled as he tucked himself back in his trousers, 'have a bit of an after party'.After a few minutes I heard him coming back down the stairs. 'That was quick', I said, 'miss me?' But it wasn't him. It was one of the other bouncers. An older man in his forties, and a bit bigger build. Typical bouncer look I'd say. 'No', he laughed, ‘but Matt’s told me all about you. You.