Plus, a part of me deep inside thought it was pretty sexy that my girlfriend was showing off so much. I was lucky to have her, shouldn’t I? But one ...night, after we had gone back into my room to go to bed, Becky had taken off her shirt and was just in her bra and underwear. I was lying on the bed reading, and she was at my desk at my computer, when Mark knocked on the door and asked if he could borrow a pen. I was about to get up to answer it when Becky quickly stood up and said, ‘Just a. This seemed fair enough. But Anita suddenly gave me an evil grin, saying that she would leave the door open and, that if he started something, she had no idea where it might lead.Thursday arrived and I was obsessed with what might happen. But luckily for me, the business trip was suspended as I was waiting at the airport to embark my plane. During the last hours, I had not got a word from my lovely wife; no calls; no text messages, nothing. I did not warned Ana I had not caught the flight.My. That I appeared to needy, but I couldn't hold it anymore. So I continued, "You own me White Master." "I will be your nigger slave and drop everything anytime you call me." "Use me Sir" "I'm yours." A smile cross his lips. He had made up his mind that I could be a useful toy for him for awhile and so it was that we began a White Master and nigger slave journey that lasted several years. Going back to that night, and that smile that melted me, i was told to take his briefs off. When I did that. He wouldn’t have lived much longer even if I hadn’t shot him again.When I walked out to where Blue and our other horse was hobbled, I saw the last man. He had a hole through his lower backbone, but his fingers were still wiggling. I raised his head and he looked at me with his eyes wide. He tried to talk but he couldn’t. I stood and put a bullet in the back of his head. He was just like that other man who was wounded, they weren’t going to live much longer and both were better off dead.I.