Hahahaha and look at both of you now. All bound up and gagged and on a bed in a room full of bad bad men….this is the price you pay for being such i...gnorant, kind hearted puppies….har ha harrr.” Her laugh was discomforting, the laugh of a deep voiced witch showing her full ugliness. Her hair was clumped and balding in some areas, her eyes big and black, her skin almost just as black like she had been charred, burnt at the stake. Her skin looked greased and diseased. And she was fat and. He was a tall guy in his mid forties with impeccable grooming and an air of quiet self-assurance. His suit was sharp, it should well have been, it was bespoke and he probably didn’t’ get much changed out of £2,000 for it. To him this was a necessary business expense; first impressions counted in his line of work so he had very high standards which he insisted on in everything he did or had others do for him. His shirts were laundered and starched to the brightest possible white, by a lady who. We were chatting after dinner one evening and I noticed she was being very naughty I could see her panties as she moved to get more comfortable, she smiled at me and said “I have found a friend a lovely man I met shopping I hope you don’t mind?” “Of course, not darling who is he”“Brian a widower he shops at the supermarket and I gave him a lift home” I didn’t really react just said nice for him and good for you to have someone to chat to during the day. After about a week I asked Jenni if she. I made a survey of Korean candies on an end-cap near the register. Mae’s last customer picked up her bag of groceries and headed out the door. I stood by the register and she looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes. “I really don’t think it would be a good idea tonight, Len.”“During the week?” I asked. “Mae -- if you don’t want to go out with me, tell me.”“I don’t, don’t want to go out with you,” she replied. “Just not tonight.”“During the week, then?”“Maybe. I need to look at my.