Not passionate, yet long, tender and full of promises..."hrmm".The bartender tells us we can eat now. We smile at each other and go to our table...Emm...a's really putting me under her spell while we're eating. She's been wearing a nice, simple yet pretty, black dress under her coat. Her shoulders and cleavage are not exactly naked because it's winter, but the white shirt underneath the dress molds her shapes nicely, and the little black stockings I've been able to glimpse between the top of the. ...Would you like to go to the cinema sometime? Or the theatreor a concert? Cambridge has plenty to offer." Why are you asking me out? I thought earlier that you didn't like me." I was a bit suspicious and maybe a bit jealous. Sam came home withtales, Trudy this and Trudy that. I had to make my own mind up. Iconfess that I was a bit, well, phobic. I was wrong, prejudiced." I am just sixteen, you are what, twenty?" Not quite. So, look I am not saying I want to be your boy friend. Justbeing. Have a good night, Chris." As she leaves, she turns off the few lights. The darkness is broken when the metal door swings open, spilling in light before closing again. Now it's just me and my torture. In total darkness.Alone, I completely loose my shit. I pull against the cuffs and straps holding me in place, straining to find the smallest amount of give. It's no use. There's no give, and every time I squirm the dildo digs painfully into the side of my colon. I can't fight anymore. Going limp,. Still getting no result, he grabbed her hair in his left hand and pulled herup to her feet. The shaking girl stood about four and a half feet, her headagainst Iron Arm's chest. With his right hand he slapped her again on bothcheeks and spat some more words into her ear. Slowly, the girl started to straightenup and support her own weight. ?Pretty pretty,? said Michio, who stepped forward to stroke the girl's throat,nipples and belly with her nail. And then Michio reached with her hands tocradle.