I picked up my black half duffel bag,. The bag was filled with my clothes and also with the tools I planned to slip on board. The two cans of pepper s...ray would look like can of deodorant or hair spray to the scanner. My tazer was shaped to look like a cell phone, not a gun. It didn't shoot darts, I had to be up close and personal it use it, but it was better than nothing. I also had a dozen wire ties in the bag. Not bad as temporary hand cuffs. I had sprinkled coffee grounds in among the. All day, I felt edgy and restless. I knew just what I needed. I planned to take my body over the edge with a pure guttural scream of a totally energized orgasm. One that I created and controlled myself. While I was driving home from work, I thought of all the things I liked to have done to my body and the heat I was feeling intensified. I knew I could cum right then, but I wanted to play first. I needed to cum hard with an orgasm that would seem to last forever. As I pulled into my driveway, my. We paused our chatter and seated ourselves on a bench overlooking the harbour. He scribbled away in his notebook, writing the words “imposing ruins”, “dark silhouettes”, “brooding structures” and the like. I surmised that this was indeed to be a story of a darker nature. Then I spied the word “vampire”. At that moment, the fog started rolling in from the sea, quickly and suddenly blanketing the small town in a veil of white mist. The people wandering the streets became dark and shadowy. He took a slow sip of his wine. Kate carefully walked to the table, placed her glass upside down in the bucket then returned to her place on the deck. The gentle waves rolled the boat a tiny bit and she found she needed to stand with her legs slightly apart to keep her balance. With deliberate movement, she drew the hem of her dress up with her left hand until at last the lace edge of her panties was visible. She continued to draw the silk up until the waistband of the panties could be seen.