The more knowledgeable among them—for some had already tried their hand at gourmet cooking—realized that that had probably just become impossible—that the jerking of Jeff’s thighs was by now only neuro-chemical reaction in the juicy beef
. The humiliation and sheer embarrassment—and of course the intense resentment and anger—that had once fixed his awareness as he had been paraded on his leash and collar, hands manacled behind his already sweating back, from the kitchen through the laughing, poking, cocktail-spilling crowd of guests to the barbecue pit and the spit, had yielded completely to the torturing reality of fiery burning heat as Jeff’s roasting progressed.
. I saw her keys in hand and knew it was hers and that she had not stopped by friends. I pulled the blindfold over her eyes and duct taped it to her
The more knowledgeable among them—for some had already tried their hand at gourmet cooking—realized that that had probably just become impossible—that the jerking of Jeff’s thighs was by now only neuro-chemical reaction in the juicy beef
. The humiliation and sheer embarrassment—and of course the intense resentment and anger—that had once fixed his awareness as he had been paraded on his leash and collar, hands manacled behind his already sweating back, from the kitchen through the laughing, poking, cocktail-spilling crowd of guests to the barbecue pit and the spit, had yielded completely to the torturing reality of fiery burning heat as Jeff’s roasting progressed.
. I saw her keys in hand and knew it was hers and that she had not stopped by friends. I pulled the blindfold over her eyes and duct taped it to her
The more knowledgeable among them—for some had already tried their hand at gourmet cooking—realized that that had probably just become impossible—that the jerking of Jeff’s thighs was by now only neuro-chemical reaction in the juicy beef
. The humiliation and sheer embarrassment—and of course the intense resentment and anger—that had once fixed his awareness as he had been paraded on his leash and collar, hands manacled behind his already sweating back, from the kitchen through the laughing, poking, cocktail-spilling crowd of guests to the barbecue pit and the spit, had yielded completely to the torturing reality of fiery burning heat as Jeff’s roasting progressed.
. I saw her keys in hand and knew it was hers and that she had not stopped by friends. I pulled the blindfold over her eyes and duct taped it to her
