Meg wasn't at her desk and I noticed Bob in his office already shuffling papers. I knocked on the glass besides the door and Bob motioned me to enter....Bob didn't even let me get inside the door before he asked, "What's going on with you? This will be two conversations we've had in less than a week. Usually I just get some tersely worded message from you scrawled on a bid sheet."After barely pausing to catch his breath Bob continued, "If it's about that house on Bell Whistle, just do it as a. By the time I got aroused completely & my dick was tented. On the gate she ask that she is alone for the day, if I can manage to came back early in the evening, so we will have a gr8 time. I turn around her & told will come a.s.a.p & get back to home. While taking bath was thinking of her all the time & masturbate on the name of her. Finally reach office & after the lunch decide to get short leave, as the day was Friday & not much load of work , I ready to take it & thinking of her in hurry I. A ride in the lift, carried by two burley policemen then a trip in an ambulance, an injection… I awoke in a light bright hospital ward, a young nurse beside me, watching me, sunlight streaming through the window, a police woman, asking questions in English, I explained that I had been intending to visit a friend, (the master-some friend) and that I had been collected under false pretences, from the airport, about the whips, the girl, the bed, the chain, the pain, the sale, the whole nine. My values were gone, and I was a terrible person. I had sex out of wedlock, done d**gs, drank alcohol, and been with another girl in a homosexual way. It was on the third day when my roommate came back, that something inside of me clicked, and I haven’t looked back. I was sitting on my bed with my laptop open, looking at all of the posts from my friends back home on Facebook when Nessa walked in the door. “You won’t answer my calls dumbass, what the fuck are you doing all holed up in here.