I wiggle my hips slightly in the chair to find a comfortable position and in eager anticipation of that buzzing. I am once again teased. The rabbit ...is run up and down my body. Over my nipples, across my thighs getting close but never quiet touching where I so badly want to be touched. You are so good at this game. Knowing I am not allowed to speak yet but dying to beg you. Beg you to place that buzzing toy on my clit and end my agony. Knowing I am dripping wet and aching for your touch. . It felt great and Dylan needed more. Leaning back, he took Adrian’s hand and placed it on his getting hard nipples.Adrian’s eyes suddenly popped open like the saucers and began rubbing his palms on them making them even harder. Soon he was pinching those manly nipples and leaving the wet trail of kisses on Dylan’s neck. His lips would come down to Dylan’s chest but stopping short, looking into his eyes for the consent and encouragement.“It is ok, you can taste them, sweetheart”, whispered Dylan. " She said something back in her native tongue which he didn't understand. She still had not run away so he took a chance and made motions with his left hand as if he was eating and then patted his stomach.She said something more to him and when he looked at her with a puzzled look, she mimicked his motion of eating and he nodded his head; repeating, "Yes ... hunger ... yes." He patted his stomach with his left hand. She gave him a slight smile, nodded her head and placed her hand on his left. As for the brothels, they were little more than disease pits, and the women who worked there were rarely more than walking three-holers.Naturally, with a reputation like that, I had to visit! I did leave my long-guns in the hotel and my horse in the stable. I took a $100 stack of eagles ($10 gold coins) and my hand weapons with me as I ventured into the nastier side of San Francisco. All of my pistols were loaded and capped. I had the hammers set to half-cock and ready to draw at a moment's.