Chapter Ten
When I got home in the morning, there was an e-mail waiting. “Be ready at four. Details later.”
I knew who it was from. I was a little excited but a little apprehensive as well. I remembered what Roger had said about him, but it was too late now. Then I thought he can’t do anything worse than I’ve endured so far. My c**k told me it would be okay, as it reached its great proportions.
I did some laundry and had a nice talk with Mrs. Smith. She was going up to Glens Falls to see her grandchildren and wouldn’t be back for a few days.
When I went back upstairs, he had messaged me again. “I’ll be at your place at six.”
At five minutes before six I was downstairs waiting. A strange excitement engulfed me. For some reason I couldn’t wait for his arrival, and moments later a shin
