‘You know . . . It’s rude to stare . . .’ He said simply. I blushed slightly and returned my eyes and hands into the soapy water. ‘What were y...u thinking?’ He asked lightly. ‘Oh . . . nothing . . . Just . . . Stuff . . .’ I answered, blushing harder now. ‘Sylar?’ I did not have to say anything. My cheeks were a bright pinkish red now. He chuckled and continued. ‘What about?’ ‘Umm . . .’ I laughed nervously. ‘Are you sure you want to know?’ He chuckled heartily at that. ‘Sure . . . Why not?’. Casually Rick and mine conversation started getting very sexual, even asked if I mind if he watched me fuck Nora. Rick and I were sitting outside when we could hear the women calling us inside. Walking into there "den" Rick and I find Nora and Bernie sitting side by side on a couch, inviting us to sit down in two cushion chair across from them with a large 5' x 5' coffee table height table in the middle.Then Nora and Bernie start to tell us, we know you guys want to see us with an other woman.. But lately things aren't going so well between us. He's the same as ever, but I picked a fight with him yesterday for no reason.Well, no good reason. The reason is not his suck-ass jump-shots and lay-ups, the reason is his girlfriend.I didn't even like her when I first met her. I'm for the athletic look, or barring that someone who at least has a nice big pair of hoots. Connie isn't like that, not at all; she is at most a B-cup, and what my dad used to call "pleasantly plump". I wouldn't call. I lick his dick clean, look up at him and smile. He puts his dick away and rubs the top of my head. Good slut. We walk over to the table and I begin to strap myself in. Master helps with some of the straps and puts a ballgag in my mouth. He then wraps something tightly around my left leg. My leg goes numb as he gets his tools ready. He has a scalpel, sutures, and some metal thing which he plugs in. As my leg gets very numb, it feels heavy and starts to hurt. He leaves me alone for a few hours..