Then luck of my life struck.In a matter of seconds, I heard someone coming towards the room.Oh my goodness, I did not know how to react.I did not have...the time to respond. I was totally naked taking a photo of myself. I turned to see. It was women in sports bro and shorts. She screamed. I covered my cock with my hand. She ran away. I was nervous.Then I made up my mind. I thought I should question here immediately. I put on my tee and shorts and went out to fine here. There was no one around.. At the top of the bar was Polly's Kettle House. "Let's go in here and I'll buy you your first Kettle of Soju." Bret suggested "Fuck it sure," I said. "I wasn't supposed to come to Hooker Hill anyways so fuck it might as well have some drinks too." A beautiful waitress brought us a big Kettle they called it, of Kool-aid and Soju (like Japanese Soki). "So this is your Soju experience. It's like your initiation to Korea your unit will give you" Bret said. "You might be having. As he got to his house, could see that his neighbors were up in arms. Melissa the cop had come to the hippie house and took all their marijuana plants. They grow and sell Marijuana in the backyard to make ends-meat. This was the first time he saw her over their, but it wouldn’t be the last. Already, Ian had formulated a plan to gain control.Melissa is one of the town Deputies. She has some street smarts and is in great physical shape.. She is 35 years old with light red hair 6’, weighs 133. It was always easy to spot anewcomer to the bar, and even easier to judge their bend by theirinitial reaction. Dominants always looked like they had walked into acandy store, there was the immediate urge to sample everything beforeit got snatched up by someone else. Submissives on the other handreacted like this one, they stood there looking for all the world likea lost little child, frightened and stranded out in the big world. Shewatched him very closely for a few minutes, particularly.