See you later,” I replied, about to walk away. Jacob grabbed my arm and said, “Well, are you doing anything tomorrow?” I looked at him confuse... and said, “Um, no? Why?” “Because… I was hoping if you’d like to hang out with me?” he asked, looking shy. I didn't know what to say; because it wasn't Jacob I wanted to spend my weekend with. I wanted to spend my weekend with Douglas. I looked over to Douglas and maybe I was thinking too much, but it seemed like he was eavesdropping on our. .. a fantasy taken too far ... perhaps simple karma. She found herself here, naked, cuffed at the wrists and ankles, gagged tightly and collared. The long line of men walked by her, occasionally slapping her ass or tits or slipping a finger in her pussy or anus. She'd found a place where she belonged, where she could be happy.She'd known many men. She knew they found her attractive, but she never had a relationship that satisfied her need to be wanted ... to be needed ... to be owned.She. For everyday health, safety, nutrition, and education things, I felt perfectly competent to be Dannie’s mother, but about something as important as sex, that effects a person’s whole life, I needed some help from dad.Daddy and Samantha came into the pilothouse. Daddy had his arm around her waist, and Sammie had that total look of love, and brains fucked out pleasure, on her face at the same time.“Daddy, Dannie has been asking me some questions about why Sammie and I like to wrestle with you,. Charlie was always talking about sex but weird shit. He was into S&M and bondage and was always talking about some bizarre sexual fetish or sexual story he read about. Most guys in high school think about sex 24/7 but not as deeply, twisted, or perverted as Charlie. Take the Glory Holes thing, he thought it was the neatest thing going and would tell everyone about it. Most of my buddies were afraid to take showers with the guys because they didn’t want to see another dude naked. The whole.