”“That it is.”She patted the earth next to her. He admired her frankness, and also her unique approach. He rose and sat by her, not touching her... She must’ve realized his hesitation and leaned into him, her head against his chest. He put an arm around her shoulders. Her skin was smooth and he couldn’t help his hand wandering her arm.She hummed and turned her face into his chest. “I could see you were a good man when I first laid eyes on you. I can feel your heart, your intentions. I enjoy you. Missy grabbed her nail polish and against my objection, painted my fingers and toes. I looked at the clock that was saying it was nearly five o’clock already. Where had the day gone?“OK, let’s go take a shower and get started. Don’t worry. I don’t have anything crazy planned for tonight but you are coming out with me. We’ll drive around a little and see what kind of trouble we can get into, and I don’t know, maybe head to a backyard party.”I was about to object until Missy jumped up off the. But that wasn't important. What was inportant was that she had recognized it as being perfect for playing her favorite fantasy.Donna was an autoerotic asphyxiation junkie. She had experimented with different methods of cutting off her air supply while she masturbated. One method that had always fired her imagination was hanging.Not that there had been an opportunity to really try hanging herself. She had pretended, tieing a rope around her neck and leaning against it as she stood on the floor.. I explained what was required, and the stuff she needed. I also offered her the use of my decorating tools, which she accepted.Later that day, Tracey knocked on the door, and explained that she was having a problem in getting the paper off the walls. I went round with her, and started to show her what to do. She offered me a coffee, and I carried on taking the paper off.She returned and told me a sit down and watch her work, so that I could give her a few pointers. I sat there chatting away,.