It was not unpleasant.A door opened and closed. His blindfold was removed, and there was the hostess, crouching in front of him and grinning broadly."...his has been one of our best ever nights." she announced. "There's a room behind that mirror, and it has been packed for the last hour with people watching you."The man made frantic sounds. She laughed."Sorry, did I forget to tell you that? Well, you got what you came for." she continued. "Your paid time has elapsed."The man relaxed in his. "Oh god, NO, I don't think I could go another week without that giant cock filling me up!" Talk about tension draining away, the gloom lifted from the skies, the clouds parted, and the sun shone through as all was right in the world. Sarah and I both laughed and smiled at each other and looked at Mom as she sipped her coffee. "So I know Sarah was the mastermind behind last night," my mom said with a gleam in her eyes, "I was a bit distracted by everything that went on but as far as I know she. I sat on the steps leading up to the kitchen, panting and shaking. My flashlight had turned into a stick quite a ways back and only by keeping a firm right hand on the wall did I make my way out. I'd scared the shit out of myself. I pulled myself upright and made it up the stairs. I slammed the trap shut and spit on it. Ptah! I beat you!Jennifer asked, "Dear, why are you spitting on the kitchen floor?"I fell into a chair and laughed my way out of hysteria. "Dear, I came a bare smidgeon from. He sighed and thought about how life as Chief of Police in suburban America differed from being a detective in the big city. It was a lot more peaceful and the hours were much more regular. He actually made it home most nights for dinner.It was weird, but his one little conversation with his daughter had changed the nature of their relationship a lot. Amy was a lot more talkative than ever and told him about what was going on in her life. In a way, her openness had made it a lot easier to trust.