.. I’d appreciate it if you’d kinda talk with Sammy. I’m afraid I’d say something wrong or stupid, and then...” Desi struggled to say as he ...slapped the cinder-block wall with the palm of his right hand.“Say no more, Desi. I’ll do my best to talk with her before the day is done,” I added as I clapped my hands together to try to get the younger guy out of his current funk.“Thanks, Mike. I really appreciate your help with this ... this crazy-ass situation.”“Come on. Let’s head on back to the café. I just called her. She told that she is out. She also told that either I collect her flat's key from here or I can wait for her in your home. Is it alright for you if I wait for her in your house?" She said.As a usual practice, we keep our spare keys of house in each other's flat for any emergency."No problem at all for me. You can wait for her here. We have planned to go out shopping and for dinner. I am dressing up for the event.” She looked a bit uncomfortable. I told her that still there is. ? I had tohold myself still, even as they burned, and endure the sudden pain of drippingwax all over, at any time. Enthusiastic dinner guests obviously enjoyed testingme, seeing how still I could stay as they pinched me, poked me with their forksand knives, dribbled food over me, or even stroked my cock stiff and thendripped hot wax painfully onto its purple head. Another eveningwas spent with me hobbled though a wickedly simple bondage - my arms bounddouble with straps holding my hands up near. The lady was saying to me that her name was Brenda and id get to know her as he always brings his girls here but he hadn’t been for months , I was shocked as she was picking out some outfits and passing them to me that wouldn’t cover me up the way daddy would want me to be.She took me though to the changing area to try these outfits on and I must admit I felt really grown up in them but at 15 was I meant to be wearing them?They all fitted perfectly so I got back into the jogging bottoms and.