"Come on," I chided, "Don't tell me you don't want to see how mine feels..." He reached over tentatively and wrapped his fingers around my snake while... I gently pumped his. "Feels great, doesn't it? There's just something more exciting about it..." Yeah..." Michael gasped, then looked up at me owlishly. "You're not gay, are you?"I laughed. "You've seen me look at your sister, and you ask me that? I'm bisexual, Son -- which means I take my pleasure where I can get it. You stick to one sex, you. Her nose crinkled slightly but I was sure that she had not found them nearly as distasteful as she was expecting. She had almost a look of relief on her face." Now tell me what you smell lady?" he asked." This is the natural smell of a woman especially when we sweat." She said. I could see her starting to become indignant as she continued. "We can't do anything about it. I didn't like the smell at all and I don't know how people like you can enjoy it! Its gross!"Our captor just laughed at her. ’ ‘Wonderful. Are you hungry, ma’am? I know it’s late but I could prepare you something.’ ‘No, that won’t be necessary. I’m not hungry,’ Stella said as she opened the closet door scoping it out. ‘What time shall I wake you tomorrow?’ ‘Oh, please don’t. I’d really like to sleep in tomorrow.’ ‘As you wish. Do you need any other assistance this evening?’ ‘No, thank you very much,’ she replied. She really just wanted to be alone. ‘Come along, Victoria,’ Mary said to the young girl. Stella knew she. As I waited for my computer to shut down, I peered out the window and found my neighbors bedroom illuminated. A smile curled my lips as I found her standing at the foot of her bed. I was not planning on being creepy. I was content simply watching her go about her nightly routine. But instead of slipping into her pajamas, she stripped out of her clothes and started parading around the room. I was stunned. This only happened in movies and teenage boys fantasies. But this was no movie and my.