It seemed like it took hours for us to calm down. Vicky and me spent ages talking about everything and nothing before finally falling asleep.I have to...admit that it I enjoyed being restrained with Vicky like that, although it wasn't much was fun, waking up in the middle of the night and being unable to move without disturbing both Vicky and me.Sunday August 16 We were both still asleep when Jon came in that morning, and he decided to take a photograph of us like that before releasing us. We got. She was sitting on the side of my bed. She had on this yellow and white sun dress that was really getting to small for her. It was a little short on her. When she sat on my bed it came up about half way between her knees and her butt. Sometimes when she would move around I could see all the way up. I had never tried any thing with her before so I wasnt sure if I should now or not. Everytime I got a glimpse under her dress, the more I wanted to try. Finally I decided I would give it a. ” As I sipped my coffee I awaited my responses. Most are flakey, stupid and time wasters, looking for a lead on or a quick picture of your cock. But you do on occasion get a real reply.Glenn was older, early 50’s, professional and clean cut. Not hairy, which is a major turn off. Just not my thing. He was suit and tie guy, an accountant. He’s more of top, but very discrete and closeted, which I get.Our e-mails were good. We both exchanged pictures. His cock was nice, by computer. "OK," he said. "Come on up." She found herself trembling with anticipation.He was waiting at the elevator as the doors opened. So was another man. They were talking."... and you're sure?" the man was asking.He seemed to ignore the question and instead looked at her with approval as she stepped out of the elevator. "Oh yeah," he replied absently.The man looked at her with curiosity. "But this is so permanent," he said to no one in particular."You worry about the travel arrangements;" he said.