’With the twenth strike, he stops and kneels in front of her and removes the blindfold. He looks into her eyes. They are a bit glassy.‘You’re no...t going to say anything are you?’She nods no.‘You’re a good girl.’She smiles.‘Now, I’m going to put my cock in your ass.’Again, she smiles.He pours some lube at the top of her ass and lets it flow down the crack of her ass. He takes a well-lubed finger, slides it into her, and slowly, gently strokes it in and out. He feels her relax around his finger.. "I don't get down to Hillsborough veryoften, and it's Sunday. I don't want to make the drive home until I have to.I've got to work tomorrow."I looked at Melinda with an almost pleading look, though not quite sure whatI was pleading for, but she'd clearly already made up her mind."We'd love to," she said with a mischievous grin.I jumped a bit when, almost simultaneously, Phil and Rich stood up, theirtrays in their hands."Uh, wh-where you going guys?" I asked nervously."We got a game today," Phil. Just a tank top and shorts. Nothing underneath. In the dead hours of the morning in a shady area of this big town, anything could happen to me and no one would even know. I walked to the sign-in booth and signed my name. My real name. Forcing this dream into reality.I walked the same path you and I had walked previously. Thinking only good thoughts. Trying to maintain my tiny scrap of hope that you might still show up. Knowing that you most likely wouldn’t. Like every time I ask you to meet me. Eventually though, Elise told him, "Well this has been great Alan, it's been lovely to meet you, but I really must get back to it."She didn't mention what she had to get back to, but he knew that was a polite invitation for him to leave that he couldn't ignore, "No problem, maybe we can do this again some time?" He shocked himself with how forward that was, it was testament to how relaxed he'd become, as usually even thinking a statement like that would have turned him into the bag of nerves he.