"Don't be stupid. You know he plans to kill you." You don't know that." He's an assassin." Out here?" Come on. Who lives out here? Across the street? ...You think Lynn was joking when she said she lived across the street from a mob boss? And what's in the long briefcase upstairs? You think he's going to let you go now that he's tied you up? Now that you've seen him?" I didn't get a good look at him." Like he cares..." Waite trailed off. "Oh. I get it." His voice softened. "You avoid them." He. Nervous.”We’d crossed a line.I knew we’d crossed a line, but I couldn’t stop.I didn’t want to stop.It was too ... electric.“What if my parents notice?”“They’re not going to notice,” Emily said, rolling her eyes. “You’re still their baby girl, remember?”I nodded. She was right. I knew she was right.But still... “If you’re really worried,” Emily said, leaning forward and whispering into my ear. “Just remember why we’re doing this...”“Justin,” I sighed, and suddenly all the tension left my. So Skip and his 4 inches came in the door having agreed to leave frustrated.Skip stood awkwardly at the door while I appraised him silently. I let the silence linger uncomfortably; I always catch them sneaking a peak at my crotch. Finally I direct them to strip right there at the door, clothes in a pile on the floor. I always stand and watch, this is the first step in their humiliation. A guy never feels as naked as he does when the other guy is fully dressed. About half of the guys are already. If Andrea only knew what I was daydreaming about. I had already planned on coming back, but this time by myself. I wanted to find out if it was all my imagination or what. She did ask me to come back and ask for her.It didn't work out that I came back to VIP alone. My wife Andrea liked the foot massage so much she insisted on us both going again the following weekend. This time they were a bit busy. They had rearranged the chairs so that they were all set at a slight angle. The first chair was.