The building was nothing special and looked like any roadside diner you see, but all the windows were blacked out. They all walked in, paid their mone...y and were given a raffle ticket. “What’s this for” Dave asked. “You’ll find out soon”Inside there was a stage with tables and chairs set out looking towards the stage and a bar at the back. It looked like a local theatre or comedy club, that sort of thing. They all took their seats and the room soon filled up, every chair taken up by mostly local. She bucks furiously, my grip fast enough to avoid her pressing the pin in further. The seconds-long whinny of pain and shock still, to my ears, has a hint of pleasure from the toy tied into her little kitty, now reaching a peak in its throbbing cycle. I hold her tight as the sound and attempts at thrashing subside.“Hush now, honey, don’t you be making a fuss”A bead of blood has formed where I placed the pin. I touch my pinkie to the dot, capturing the droplet and holding it in front of her. She opened the door to her apartment and I followed her in."Whats the matter Cindy, I thought that you wanted to be a girl". "Well no....I mean yes.........but not all the time". I followed her into the kitchen and watched her make coffee. "You have got to be able to do something" I pleaded."Yes I can do something, but you have to do something first". I looked at her quizzically. From a drawer in the kitchen she picked up an A4 piece of paper. She gave it to me. "You sign this and I will help. Michael looked down the alley and paused a moment. Despite the fact he knew it was safe, he always felt nervous stepping into that space. There was a dumpster, garbage cans, and a stack of wooden crates that made plenty of blind spots for someone to hide behind. It was designed to be intimidating so that people who got curious might think twice about venturing further. If you didn’t know what was down there, you didn’t need to be there. The owner of this particular establishment didn’t want the.