I helped her out and closed the bathroom door but the towel got stuck in the door and GLORIA was standing nude in front of me so I started staring at ...her. She felt very shy but was not able to do anything as she couldn’t bend to get her towel on so I went near her and picked up the towel and wrapped her in it and picked her up in my arms and took her to my bedroom.In my bedroom I removed her clothes from her bag and helped her in wearing them and then I went on for setting the table for. " I said with a smile."I could just cut your throat while you are sitting there. None of the sheep in this town would life a finger to stop me." he said."Well, I'm just a visitor, but trust me I have a 9mm Glock under the table. It is pointed at your heart," Mike said with a quiver in his voice."And I, Blain, have a 410 gauge shotgun slug from a Derringer for you, if you make such a stupid move," I informed him. "Once you are dead they become my sheep, and they won't see a thing." I smiled at. Her "sex music" was playing, not quietly but not loudly either. The lights were low but it was still easy to see. The bed was stripped bare to the sheet but had a couple of pillows lying in the middle of it. He helped her onto the bed and positioned her face down with her hips over the pillows. He licked his lips, savoring the image of her naked, her perfect ass, so red it almost glowed, stuck up in the air, and the cuffs on her wrists behind her back ."You look so beautiful, my little slut. So. A bunch of flowers propped up forlornly against a fence post with a card flapping in the wind. I walk up to it and attempt to read it but the ink is already fading. I have been here myself in the past, I may yet end it here… but not today. Seagulls wheel above us in the grey November sky screeching as they do. It is time for us to go… * * * She brings the flogger down upon my bare back… it does not hurt, it does not need to hurt… yet… for she is merely teasing me… softening me up. Rachmaninoff.