I had known Emma since we were at school as we were in the same year. Even back then she liked to receive male attention. I never came out of my shell... until I was about 18. Emma never knew that I had a thing for her back then.The girls in the town never really had to make an effort to keep their bodies in shape or look after their appearance as the competition just wasn’t there. Any girl who wanted to have a relationship or just casual sex would always get it. By the time I had started dating. Markus didn’t recognize the girl from anything, just a pretty little blonde girl. The girl was such a stunner that walking in and seeing her all tied up in her tight costume caused blood to rush to his cock. “Aaaaarmpgh!” Stephanie cursed the Mafia Don out, but only muffled noises and grunts came out. She struggled hard to no avail, the chains and ropes were too strong. Without any of her tools from her utility belt, she didn’t have a real way to escape. The Falcone just scoffed at her. ‘No, I feel like I’ve known you in a thousand different lifetimes. I want you to know.’ ‘Well…I told her what I had heard and she was instantly on the defensive. I could see in her eyes that it was true. It was like she had some sort of sadness for doing it, but that it was what was best for her.’ I continued on through my story. ‘We went our separate ways with the understanding that we’d never speak to each other again. And that brings us to today…exactly one year from the day I found out.’ I. Enquired, ‘No eating?’ Kate suddenly realized she hadn’t eaten since the modest breakfast on the plane: She was starving. ‘Can we skip the show, eat then fuck?’ Kate enquired. A. just grinned, ‘They might have food there.’ The early show turned out to be dinner at a restaurant that was like none Kate had ever been to before. The decor was ordinary enough, if a little extravagant, the diners were the usual eclectic Vegas mix. Their coats were taken and they were shown to their tables with.