“Visiting Palm Springs Hotel Tuesday, ISO hot bottoms.”Well, you never know with these types of things. Instead of posting on the message page, I ...sent him an e-mail with my stats and I released by private pics to him. He responded he would be in town on Tuesday. A lawyer, he would be in court until about four and then would be looking for some hot ass.We made arrangements to meet in the hotel bar for 5 o'clock. I arrived about 4:30 and ordered a drink to calm my nerves. I couldn't believe how. But suddenly she noticed that Paris had a well formed athletic body.Suddenly Rory could picture Paris "with" another girl. She was shocked."Paris, I don't think you should tell me anymore, I don't think that I want to hear any more about your sex life," Rory said getting up from the couch and moving away from Paris."No Rory, I'm not queer, I like boys, really I do. It's just that I don't trust myself around them. I have these urges to be dominated by men and if I ever gave into those urges I'd. Taylor blushed and smiled. "What do you think?" she asked."I.. I.." I stuttered. "I think you're stunning. Gorgeous."Aunt Kira followed Taylor down the steps, but my attention was on myboyf- girlfriend.Suddenly I felt like the boyfriend. The moment I saw Taylor, I feltlike I shifted back into Victor mode. I took Taylor's hand and led herback to the kitchen and to her seat. I pulled her stool out for her. Iwatched her smooth out her dress and sit down. Mannerisms that took meweeks to master, she. He slaps me hard, the back of his hand hitting my cheek. My head jerks sharply, my vision reeling. I stamp hard on his foot and make a break for it, wincing as my abdomen screams at me. He manages to grab hold of my arm and slam me into the wall. I sob at the impact, a wave of pain sweeping over me and I struggle to suck in a breath. He hits me again, and I taste blood.Everything's swimming and blurry, and all I can focus on is the agony coming from my abdomen. And then my face is pressed up.