She moaned softly and pushed down with her hips trapping his hand against the bed. With his other had he brushed a strand of hair off her face, the... reached up to grasp her wrists – leaning forwards to kiss her gently on the side of her face. “I’m going to tie your wrists” he whispered in her ear. She said nothing but separated her wrists to allow him to tie each with one of her silk scarves to the bars on the headboard. Taking his time he placed light feathered kisses from the. Any questions including requests for permission to use this story on other websites or alternative media should be directed to me, Greg Lee Hunt at the e-mail address below. Authors Note: Your feedback is important to me. I want to know whether you liked my story or you hated it and why. I welcome suggestions and ideas that might be incorporated into the follow-up submissions. Please e-mail me at the address in my profile. I promise to read every e-mail concerning this story and in spite of a. I also taught a few of the tactics I learned while I was on the wrestling team to Ted and Kyle. Again, I didn't know if it was going to help or not. But it might give them something extra to work with, I thought.We each found out who we'd be wrestling about two weeks before the match. Ted was wrestling a man named Russ Lornham, a new recruit like us all who worked on the third floor. Russ was tall, but rather skinny and I thought Ted could take him okay. Kyle would be going against, of all. She giggled like a nervous teenager, shyly meeting my gaze as I held her close."Wow...", she said, echoing my own thoughts aloud, "That was perfect!"I put my arm around her, keeping her close as we continued down the beach. We stopped occasionally to kiss, each time more amazing than the last. Our mouths seemed eager to conform to the others style of kissing, and although the beach had plenty of other people on it, I felt as though it were merely her and I alone in a wonderful bubble. I was in.