She was in her mid thirties, had long, straight blond hair, medium-sized breasts, a nicely curved ass, and incredible pale blue eyes. She had a very s...ductive voice and wonderful laugh. We spent the first part of dinner catching up with each other, talking about work, and other typical things. I stopped at three beers, knowing my limit and the fact that I needed to drive home sober. She continued downing hers, saying she had not been able to let loose and have fun much lately. We shared a. I was curious to know more about thisstrange couple I was going to spend the evening with.“So, tell me Rhonda: does Ralphie here get off on youscrewing other guys or something?”Rhonda giggled. “No, actually he doesn’t like it at all,”she said mirthfully.“He doesn’t?” I asked in surprise. “Then…what’s goingon?”She fixed me with a cold stare. “Ralph is my slave,Jerry,” she explained. “I can do whatever I. The room was dimly lit with a deep red lamp and he had to peer a little to see the collection of whips and cuffs and chains and leg-irons that decorated the walls of the room. He knew the reason for Jacqui's Place was that Martha didn't like her girls being beaten, but this decor was way over the top.He touched one of the larger whips and it fell off the wall. As he put it back, he saw that it, like all the other 'decorations' was intended to be useable. Turning to look at the bed he noticed. Unday, May 25 to Wednesday, June 18, 2008On my next déjà vu, I gave my link partner an overview of my situation and discoveries, waited for him to calm down, told him I thought I could painlessly upgrade him to 352 minds, waited for him to calm down again, then I explained my "Second-Tier Helpers" idea in detail, including that he'd be letting himself in for some possibly risky work on my Voyage. I couched my description as being an invitation to him that he could refuse, but I knew he.