It actually took two weekends to cut all the pieces that were needed. During the week, Mindy lived as Guy's houseguest and mostly kept to herself. ...Guy had finished cutting all the pieces by the end of the second weekend. "Can you build me into it now?" Mindy asked excitedly. "Fraid not yet, Mindy. The pieces are all made, but assembling it with you inside is another weekend job. And there's always last-minute pieces that need to be cut, or adjustments that need to be made. . It was silenced when she stepped onto the carpet. She looked around at the various BDSM devices I had set up. Her heart sped up a few beats and her breathing became more audible. She was excited and willing. "Take your pick," I said. She replied that you're the boss, you call the shots.I then stood her in front of it and bent her over, lifted her hands backwards over her head and clasped her wrists around the window bar. I handcuff them into place and move to her feet. I place the spreader bar. I'd begun to think of it as "The Pillar Dream." And not only did I wake up unfulfilled, but also depressed because I never got to see His face. My dreams the rest of the week had been much the same. Most of them I can barely remember, but the feeling of loss is the same every morning. Loss and raging horniness. I may have to find my own bar-pickup if this keeps up. I have no illusions that I'll find The One in a bar, but sometimes a girl just needs to get laid.Saturday morning and once again. I tried to follow her laps which proved easy as she was also a good swimmer and stayed just slightly behind her so I could admire her beautifully moving curves underwater. The more I followed her the more intoxicated I became with her beauty.. at some points she would rest at the end of the pool and I would try to make it look as natural as possible that I had just finished another set of my laps before I stopped on the lane next to her.. After a few stops I mustered up all of my.