" She said. I pulled in the garage and shut the car off.She slid over to me and kissed me. She whispered. "Come up stairs. I want to show you somethin...."I was still conflicted. It didn't take a genius to figure out what she had in mind. But there was that part of me that still wasn't ok with this relationship. That part that made me feel like I was being selfish and taking advantage of a school girls crush. We got out of the car and Lindsey led me by the hand up stairs to her bedroom. She. Getting hard on command, staying hard forever, and orgasming without ejaculating were delightful, no doubt about that. But, seeing or touching a special woman and having her cause the special twitch in my pants was even more delightful. I had set myself to respond naturally which I did in this case, causing my intellectual ruminations about the programming to take back seat to the woman in my arms.“Oh, Davy,” she whispered as I began to undress her. “I love you so much.”Sometime later, we. Then they used a short chain to connect the restraint to the upper bar of the frame. As they stepped back down from their ladders, one of them said to her, “It helps if you hold onto the chain.”They then attached wide leather restraints to her ankles and used ropes to connect them to the bottom corners of the frame. They used a complex double slip knot often called a “trucker’s knot” to tie them to the very bottom loop on the side of the frame. Then they pulled the slip knots tighter stretching. He ends up charming his wayinto her panties every time," Ally declared. She let out anexasperated sigh."He's also a giant douche. Hey what movie are you two seeing anyway?The one with Ellen and Porita? I hear it's making a killin' at the boxoffice," questioned Jesse Fulton, an African American gal from theDeep South. She had light brown skin with long dark straight hair; shewore a set of deep red pajamas, though worn loosely, showing off herwhite bra and panties."And why weren't we invited?".