I knew you would.’ ‘Ok, I’m here.’ I replied. ‘Sitting in your car alone?’ he asked. I could feel a sense of being watched by him. That g...ave me a feeling of being controlled from a distance and I liked it. The only thing I feared was my vulnerability and how safe I really was. It was just a sexy voice. That was all it was, for now. ‘I think you and I need to meet somewhere in private, but not quite yet. I want you to get used to me. Listen to what I have to say to you. You want that don’t you. Her body was alien to him. He rarely knew what was going to happen withit even when she did. There was no way he could know what was happeningnow, unless..."Pip, what are you doing to me?" Seras asked, trying not to sound angryor accusatory. Although it wasn't as if he could leave her, she didn'twant to cause tension between herself and the other soul in her body atsuch a crucial time.A laugh. It was mirthless, and it didn't originate from Seras. With it,Seras could feel a kind of nervous hope. I was like a crack addict, I just wanted to hear more and more of her escapades.She told me of one time she sucked 9 guys off in the back of a van after work because she lost a bet on a football game. She confided that in her early 20’s she was known as the “Factory Slut”, she’d suck and fuck pretty much every day on breaks and lunch. She told me there were married guys who just got blowjobs from her on a weekly basis, since their wife’s wouldn’t suck them off. I asked her how many guys did she. I nervously walked up to the condo, wondering if I'd even be able to spot him, but then he made eye contact and I could tell by the appraising, knowing look in his eye that it was him, that he recognized me from my picture and liked what he saw. He was stocky and muscular and had a crew cut, really butch looking.Anyway, I said his name, with just a hint of a question mark in case I was horribly mistaken, and he nodded and held out his hand and we shook. A little small talk, then he asked me --.