"She said, "I would like to see it but I don't need to ride to feel safe with you, Brad."I nodded and said, "Let's go." Taking her hand, I led her out... and into a far corner of the parking lot. My truck was an old faded blue Chevy that was well over twenty years old. I went to the passenger side and unlocked it. Opening the door, I ushered her inside into the updated interior that was spotless and luxurious. Karen's eyes went wide.I went around to the driver's side and sat in the driver's seat. When I woke, a woman grabbed my arm and pulled me out of bed. She led me to the basement, where I saw before me my tormentor strapped to a table. “We have the ability to change him the way you want to, to make your memories go away.”“Who are you?”“Who we are is not important. What we offer you is. You have been pained more than anyone should be in their entire life. This is a correction and a punishment. We never offer this, but do you want to remain in this body or do you want to change it? We. She: that ok now…I: if it is ok can I do it again ha-ha.She: naught guy…I: you did not answer my question…She: I don’t know.I: then who will know my dear?There was a break for a while and got a reply.She: I guess it should be fine.I: I would love to feel those smooth and juicy thighs again.I knew that I have her attention now and I can go for the Bull’s-eye.She: oh really you feel so, that my thighs are juicy?I: of course I would be it felt so well when I touched it, it should be great and. She had no intention of hurting him, but she enjoyed showing off her body on Fetlife. She never had any real contact with anyone from the site and she would never cheat on him. She text back that she loved him, but spent the rest of the day worried.Melody walked into the house and found Griffin sitting at the dining room table, her laptop open and looking like he had a lot on his mind. When he saw her, he spun the laptop to face her. She immediately saw the website and tears began to spill from.