He glanced back over his shoulder at her. “What’s your name?” “Dana.” “Well, Dana. It’s a plea...ure to actually meet you. Now, let’s see. Where are those boxes? Ah, here.” He stopped in front of a large metal rack on wheels stacked with boxes of corn. “You start picking out the ones you want. I’ll go get you some bags.” He whipped the top off the box and set it down by her feet leaving her alone. She could see small bits of. We had to go back. We had to return to that farmhouse. With a plan of action settled, I relaxed. Sleep arrived to comfort my aching body.Birds twittering woke me up. My body was cramped from not moving all night. Morning sunlight streamed through gaps in the wooden barn wall, dust motes hovering in the shafts of light. I needed to pee. Hair tickled my nose. I sneezed.Bianca sat bolt upright as if electrocuted, her eyes wide in fright, blonde hair messed, hay stalks sticking out. When she saw me. .. so feminine, just what I like and adore. Her buttocks are like cushions... cushions that are so soft in texture, spotless, beautiful, and just right. She keeps all of the skin on her whole body soft, smooth, and sweet smelling. She gets quite a lot of compliments from guys, of course, but she always says to them something like, "sorry boys, I am taken and plan on remaining that way." Nobody knows who her significant other is... and I am happy to be that person. Oh, I forgot to mention it. " She didn't reply. I opened the other clip and let the blood flow back into her nipple. "We've got work to do." I brought up the net and did a quick search for sex toys. There were tons of pages. "Look at all these links Emily, do you have a favorite? Have you ever bought a dildo for yourself?" I wanted to embarrass her. I leaned in close so my chest was against her back. I found a page that looked good and started flipping through the categories. "We need some whips, don't you think?" I.