Except for the using of her, he was always polite when we were in public together. One of the other guys in the company must have been putting two and...two to together because he started hinting about swinging and the like. Before long he had come out and asked if Sue and I would be interested in partying with him and his wife. I put him off, saying I didn't know, that was something I would have to think about. I almost let him have some of Sue because he wanted her so bad, he would fawn all. “Hope you have fun tonight,” he said as he parked the car. After an hour of dancing, we retired to a more private corner of the club. My tight little box was dripping in anticipation. Dan promised me that I would be happy with my ‘gift’. Twenty or so minutes after we had sat down, Dan interrupted our conversation with a look that cast my attention to the direction he was staring. Our mutual friend Rob was approaching. I turned to Dan, and he smiling knowing he he did good, judging from the look. Her limbs barely twitched. A thick haze seemed to cloud her thoughts, and Lacie realized that she’d been drugged. Memory of the disaster at the party flooded back to her, and Lacie whimpered in terror. Sudden understanding nearly overwhelmed her, and Lacie realized where she was. She’d been kidnapped by the most sadistic people she’d ever heard of. Claire’s old owners had separated her from Master, knocked her out and taken her here. Lifting her head, Lacie had to strain to lift her eyes to a. He looked up to the second floor landing that was visible from where he was to see the other dance floors being wandered in and out of, giving a soft smile to know that others shared his love of old-style music that played on those floors. He often found himself wondering what it would have been like to see the music of the nineteen-twenties and beyond firsthand and know what they brought to the world, he was envious of the genre that had gotten to do so since he himself was born within the.
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