Gabby sat in the back of the taxi, outside the address Brian had sent her. She was scared stiff. What the hell was she doing here. Agreeing to an adul...t model session with some guy on the internet. No one knew she was here, not even in London, let alone at some sleazy sex club. Her thoughts were broken by the cabbie, “look luv, wot do yer want to do eh?” Good question. What did she want to do. Sitting at home in front of her computer she had been full of herself, now the reality of what she had. Writing is not easy so be kind when you post a comment&hellip, thank you to all my fans and would be fans enjoy!!!! Trapped One of my favorite memories as a child were the fall, and spring trips we made as a family to an old cabin my mothers family owned in the mountains. As kids in the spring my brother John and I would run through these forest like savages, half naked anything John would do I would to, I even once tried to pee on a tree like he did, lets just say that did not work the way I. Her body language put me at ease as we chatted about our lives and hobbies, especially when I discovered we both shared a common interest in photography. As the evening went on, I began to drift into my own little bubble, completely forgetting anyone else was sitting around the table. I became self-aware I was staring at her. Not wanting to get caught staring and embarrass myself, I made a conscious effort to occasionally look-away.It was at that point, I realised I was sexually attracted to. ‘Ridiculous?’ I asked. ‘How so? They were beating that man with the intent to kill him. I’m certainly willing to let a jury decide if this is attempted murder, which will carry life without parole because of the other charges. I also intend to ask for consecutive sentences, which judges around her like to give, and that means your clients here will spend the rest of their lives in Supermax prison.’ The three firefighters suddenly had scared looks on their faces. ‘What’s the matter guys?’ I.