You suck my nipples and flick them with your tongue. You slowly kiss upwards; my throat, my chin, my lips. All idea of escape has been driven from my ...mind. All my thoughts are on how you are making me feel. My mouth responds to yours. We kiss passionately. My mind is a whirl of confusion. You are holding me captive and have assaulted me, yet here I am melting into your arms. You let go of my hands and I sense you unfastening your trousers and shucking them to the floor followed by your briefs.. We walked across the street, down an alley and up some cracked cement steps into one of the old buildings. There was a large lobby with nobody in it and I realized it once was a large corporate building that some small local business and taken over but only needed one of the offices down the hall. However, there was a bathroom off to the left. Buster directed me, "Let's go in there. That'll work just fine."We walk in the bathroom and the only way I can describe it was a shithole. The mirror was. “Thank you,” she said as she sat in his rusty old carthat would have made _Columbo_ proud. “He got in and started driving home.” “I can’t wait to see my new home!” she said. “Beinglocked in a crate for two solid weeks was so incrediblyboring!” “We’ll be home soon.” Justin parked in his parking space in front of histownhouse set in a wooded area. “Oh, pretty!” she said. “Thanks,” he said as she. A touch of makeup and some brushing of hair and it was time to go to work.Bren gave me the rundown on what was where in the complex and a map in case I forgot. He introduced me to his crew so they wouldn't try to bust me for being where I shouldn't and I was off.In the week that followed, I stuck my nose into everything, asked lots of questions and generally made a pest of myself. It got so employees would see me and not think twice about it which is what I intended. People tend to relax around.