I like this already. You just gotta put that brush down and move it. It’s the only way to start, to get something good. To get anything at all. Who ...ares if it’s good? As long as at the end of the day I can say I did something, I painted something- I feel better than if I painted nothing. And I’ve got a lot better chance of painting something brilliant, something wonderful, something passable if I do something than I do if I do nothing at all. Sure it seems obvious. But I have to remind myself. She thensecured my right wrist to right post of the queen sized bed, She moveddown to the foot of the bed. She grabbed my right ankle ankle and closedone cuff around it and secured the other end to the bedpost. This wasalso done to me left ankle. She moved to my left hand side."Give me your left hand."I could have called a halt to it there and then. I could have indicatedthat I wanted to stop this insanity, that I wanted to end this game. ButI didn't. I couldn't. Instead, I held out my left. I couldn't wait to have a man inside mendoing it for real, just the thought of it instantly recharged my sexualdesire and I went to the wardrobe to select something to wear. Very highheels and a very short dress are a must. The stiletto sandals broughtyesterday are perfect and a black very short silky nightdress in a sizeten that clings to my skinny body would be deliciously slutty. Thenightdress only just covered the tops of my sheer black hold ups and myblack velvet bra with my little c cup. "He's just a big baby. Would probably be afraid of a mouse." Bonnie tried to put Todd's mind at ease.Todd looked at the screen and noticed that it was a cheaper nylon mesh rather than a metal wire screen more suitable for a house with a large dog. He took measurements, made his recommendations to Bonnie and gave her a rough price estimate, labor included. Bonnie frowned."Could we maybe just go with the same stuff we had? I am not sure we can afford the repairs at that price." Just then, the.