We picked the one we figured she would choose. It had an original name, “Joe’s Bar and Grill.” I wasn’t sure there was much grill.We went insi...e. There was a group sitting and standing around a table plus a couple of other men sitting at the bar. It wasn’t a place that I would choose for anything much less to bring my fiancé.Morgan held onto my arm as we walked in. She was looking around concernedly. I was also. We saw the center of attention of the group and her mother at the same time. Her. You were nervous of the next step but had agreed to try it with someone you trusted. As i laid you down on the bed face up, I took one hand at a time raising them above your head and put the soft restraints around your wrists. We had discussed this and had a planned safe word in case it became too much for you. I spread your legs and put the restraints around your ankles. Against your smooth skin and the heels, it was breathtaking. I paused to take a photo with your phone for you to admire. She starts at the top of your chest and makes her way down running her fingers over your pectorals then your abs. As she begins to go further down you can’t help but inhale sharply, stopping the woman’s progression immediately. She clicks her tongue reprimanding your. You hear the the woman with olive green eyes stand up and approach the other woman, they have a quick whispered conversation none of which you can make out. They laugh quietly and begin to move around the room. The blue eyed woman. But now it was too late. Jen hated him.He thought back to one Sunday last fall, when they were watching the football game, lying on his bed. They'd been so stressed last fall, with applying to college. They'd fought a lot, about other things, but mainly it was due to the stress. Both were considering the possibility of different schools. They had different goals anyway. He felt he was losing her whenever she'd say how it wouldn't hurt their relationship too much to be apart geographically. It.