"Giveme your hands." Bonnie tentatively extended her hands to him in a prayer position,thumbs together. He made 3 loops of the cord around her thumbs...."That's tooloose John," she complained. "It will slip." "Hold on," he answered. Quicklyhe threaded two turns of the across the outer loops, and pulled the cinch tight.Her thumbs were tightly bound, but unlike a slip know, would not become tighterunder the pressure of her weight as she hung. He tossed the other end of therope over a joist, and. " I thank you for your concern," Asiara said sarcastically while allowing the wry smile that had disarmed so many men and women to spread across her face.Her body was still charged with sexual energy, and she began to look at Calean as a possible way to discharge it. He was unlike most of the men that she had taken to her bed. They were usually warriors, tall and powerful, with thick muscles and broad shoulders. But Calean was slight. He was by no means short, nor was he skinny or weak.. On my bottom. On my nipples.I heard the bell ring as the door opened. I instinctively turned around, spurr in hand and saw him. I cursed under my breath. The guy from the restaurant He kept sending his steak back. By the the third time, I got in trouble with the executive chef, who made me go back out and personally ask how the steak was to be done.He was so condescending about it. Clearly trying to impress his date; a very giggly and drunk blonde. All legs and breasts. A toy. Meanwhile, I was. Fortunately it was. She was standing at the mirror in her panties, just like Jessica had been a few minutes ago.When I pushed the door open, I saw her turn and smile at me, then open her arms. Quickly I stepped into the still steamy room and wrapped my arms around her. Her still wet breasts pressed to my shirt as our lips met. I reached down and grasped her panty-covered ass cheeks, feeling the silky soft material in my hands. I reached my hands under the material and held her bare skin."Oh.