Very slowly, I moved my hands onto his lower arms before gradually moving them ever upward. By the time my hands reached his shoulders, Wally’s hand... began to move behind my body before the space between us diminished. Encased in his embrace, Wally’s lips now closed in on my mouth.He simply let our lips touch initially, before I felt his tongue moving between my lips. I did not part my teeth immediately but waited for his signal to do so and when his tongue began to prod, I very gradually moved. They're kind of sore from all his pulling and kneading.My wrists are still clipped together, but he's letting me have them in front of me so that I can write in my diary like I always do before going to bed. So that's what I'm doing now. Sitting on my aching ass at my writing desk in the bedroom, naked, with my hands cuffed together, writing out every humiliating detail of the most painful and humiliating day of my life, wondering what ever possessed me to volunteer for this. I must really,. We were at each others throats over the littlest things.The drink he brought me back when he went to get lunch. The way I stapled papers together. Tiny things like that.At three, we both drove back to his condo to get things we had forgotten that morning. He insisted that I ride back with him. We fought for fifteen minutes about it until I finally gave up and rode with him.By five fifty-five, I was ready to rip my hair out.I had my stuff ready to go, and had walked past his office. " he says to us in his back seat. Holy shit, I know we're both thinking, this is really going to happen! "You mind if I stop at like a CVS or something before we get there?" he asks us. "Like I said, we have condoms, but sure, yeah, if you want to, no problem," I tell him.He pulls into a CVS near our hotel and asks us if we need anything. We tell him, no thanks. When he gets out and heads into the store, we practically scream to each other in excitement and shock. "I cannot believe this.