All the thoughts that he'd had before came flooding back to his mind. Had she been forced to take dope by these wretched creatures, these dope dealers...?He had to get Kathy out of there... now!He never thought it would come to this, but there was no choice. He would have to offer himself in exchange for Kathy; there was no other way. If he died, at least he would die knowing that Kathy realized how much he cared for her. Raising the bullhorn to his trembling lips, he boomed out his offer.Jim, on. " Oh, come on, you knob-head. I keep telling you, it doesn't mean diddly fuck 'cause we're not gay!" Is that how it works then?" Of course it does! This was a just a joke. The guys'll be rolling on the floor when they see the two of us doing this shit. I can guarantee it."I wondered if that was true; whether our friends really would see it like Reece did. Maybe they would. Maybe I was the only one who was making more of this than I should.Still, the thought of showing them the video suddenly. ”“You don’t seem like it. You seem like you want to play with Courtney,” he pointed at the blonde girl. Courtney headed for her door so she wouldn’t be a distraction and looked apologetic.“No, Sir. Sorry Sir. I couldn’t help looking at her, Sir.”Mike twisted one of the clips on my daughter’s nipples and turned a screw that squished it. She hissed and seethed a little, hopping on one foot as if to assuage the pain.“That’s just the first setting. I can turn that knob two more times. Did that. It was a thing to realize it as a boy grew up to be a man. Terry could understand that, though he tended to be quiet and that led some other, more brash young men to assume that he was fearful of them. It was a little different if you’d gotten what muscles you had in the first place out of a need to work hard to stay alive and didn’t pay them much mind as a result, unless they were hurting because they were a little sore and even then you never made a sound about it. Terry had grown up learning.