Probably, nothing he was saying he was true. The guy was probably just going to play with him a little and let him go, right? That had to be it. "Mmm,... where to even start," John said. "I know your ass has seen plenty of action, so we could start there, see exactly what you can take before it really starts to hurt. Or maybe I could start stretching your tits." John looked over the captive boy. "Or your balls, they look like they could do with a good beating, and then a draining, too. Or maybe. .." She left the threat hanging.She almost strangled me with her tongue; her nipples were drill bits against my chest. "Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Natalie! Now let's run."As part of Mother's exercises, we'd been running together for a while each morning. Over the past week, we'd gotten up to thirty minutes at a fast jog. Natalie was doing a lot of other exercises, too, like sit ups, stretches and push ups.We'd been alternating sleepovers. She'd spend the night with me, we'd do our run, come. ‘But you so clearly enjoy making films. I’ve rarely seen a sex star enjoy herself so much.’ ‘When it’s good, it’s very very good.’ ‘And what do you do when you’re not performing? Do you go to night clubs and hang out with the glitterati, if you don’t mind the obvious pun.’ ‘Not especially. I’m a very private person really. I make films. I enjoy making them, and I’m very lucky in having an agent, Leon, who represents me well. He ensures that what I have, I use to its best advantage.’ ‘And let’s. "Sally. That's an unusual name now days, isn't it. I like it. It's a pleasure to meet you." The pleasure's mine, Randall. Rose Ann's told me lots of nice things about you."I think I'm smitten. "Has she? Well, she's kept you a complete secret from me. And I prefer Randy. Rose Ann can't seem to bring herself to call me that for some reason." The thought crosses my mind that Rose Ann might think I'm flirting. I am, of course. I try hard to focus on Sally's pretty face and not gawk at her.