“So, when are you coming to visit? Béla will want to meet your new bride, you know.”“We could be there in, oh,” Jake Hedron looked at Tabatha.... They talked quietly for a moment. “How about two weeks?”“That’d be fine,” Jake told them. “I’ll let Béla know, too. We look forward to finally meeting you face to face. Both of you, of course.”“You mean you’ve never met your dad?” Tabatha asked.The screen went dark. Jake chuckled to himself, then went back upstairs. It was awfully quiet up there. Too. I whisper into your ear to enjoy your evening and pull up my pants, returning to the party and leaving you tied there.I inform the men in the room that you are tied to the rail and available for their use. One after another, some of the party goers head out to the balcony and take turns fucking you as I watch from a chair in the living room. You can’t see who is fucking you. The lights from the room make it so when you turn to look all you can see is a dark silhouette. Black, white,. Speak to me of desire, man hater, when you gaze, if but for a moment, into a man’s eyes and wonder if he may be the one to shatter the beliefs you hold so dear. Speak to me then. Do not say the words you have burned into memory. Do not say that you know desire. You know nothing of its bite on your flesh. Speak to me of desire when you have walked next to someone who will listen to your words, and judge them by their own standards, morals, and beliefs. Speak to me then. Desire turns to hope.. Yep, Titus came in, with some of his wrestling team cronies with him. He was flanked by a tall, red-haired White guy with a buzz cut and a stocky Hispanic dude with a moustache. His eyes zeroed in on me and he walked right up to me. Upon seeing him approach, Stacey had a look on her face which could only be interpreted as a guilty look. Yeah, she was busted dancing in front of another man. She walked up to Titus, trying to explain herself but he told her to shut up. She looked hurt, and shook.