She turned BRIGHT RED from the blush. He later told me that we kept him awake for hours.A couple of months later, her birthday was coming up, and she... wanted to have a "Kinky Night" for her birthday. So I went to a local adult store and bought some tie downs, and such, candles and mood enhancers.I took her out to dinner, then to a comedy club, then to a tittie bar.She was a hit with the dancers, who when they found out it was her birthday ( naughty me) took her up on stage, and she got a. She made me sit and take off my torn and bloody shirt and then she washed the long cut on the underside of my upper arm and shoulder. I put my hand atop my head and she sewed up the wound, concentrating hard on her task and making large crossing stitches. I enjoyed watching her work. She smiled at me at one point and said, "I was never very good with a needle."It turned out that the slaves were her father's and only came over on a weekly basis to do chores while her husband was away."He's up. Wrong for me. Samson Project Public Relations and authorities had been able to cover up some...unhappy, unfortunate adventures of me. Though, fortunately, nobody were hurt but me and my ego.Somehow, I continue to patrol the city day after day, night after night....A night like that...Though I am not like a Superman, I could hear a feminine screech of anguish from the dark alley. That scream was scary for itself. Somehow, I recognized the voice of that woman...As you know, I am not the unique. If you ever wanted to work, that is!" she giggled."I think I'd rather do modelling. Or acting. I might practice my singingmore, now that we have a recording studio. I could make, like, a demo tape,couldn't I? I wonder how you do one of those. Anyway, I'm not going to sitaround on my arse doing nothing, am I?" Well, you'd better scoot and get ready yourself or McLean will scold youwith his disapproving scowl. He creeps me out!" McLean? He's lovely! And hot! I don't know how we're going to manage.