He eventually left his flat and walked outside to the bus stop where he caught a bus and rode ten miles to a pub on the outskirts of town. He reasoned...that someone in a pub close by might recognise him.He felt quite cool sipping a Gin and tonic, after stopping himself from ordering a pint of beer, not that that would have been stupid but it was certainly less prevalent where he lived.He was enjoying the evening on his own. Just being someone new, someone different. He liked his reflection in. Then she sat down and pulled her chair close to her desk. Would a prig do that?She opened a new text document and made a headline for an important memo to 2 or 3 other managers from other department. Not something that was strictly necessary to do, but there was no reason to put it off. Wait, didn´t she see a couple of beers in the fridge in the kitchen? Three departments shared that kitchen and everybody was always complaining about how stuff constantly kept disappearing. She rose, then. He had work boots on and got down on one knee and offered Steve a blindfold for me. After that I didn’t see anything and couldn’t really tell what was going on. They got to work without a word, and all I could hear was the porn. I knew I had some very tight undergear on, then straps that buckled and some sort of something that connected to my cock, then some very tight long pants, things around my biceps and wrists, boots. I was left there a while as I heard computer keys clicking, and felt. ‘Adam will be there’ …ok, forget the mall. I’m going to hit up the boutique on Belmont Avenue. * * * I flop down on my bed face first. Finding the perfect outfit for Ben’s party was exhausting. I was out for two hours and ended up grabbing a quick dinner right after. I usually don’t fuss much over clothes, but knowing that Adam was going to be there changes everything. At first, nothing I tried on seemed to fit right, I might have gone through a dozen different dresses, but then that last dress.