Various pieces of furniture were scattered around the stage, all with the express purpose of holding a female secure and open. There was a pillory, ho...es for the neck and wrists, the victim forced to bend over, more holes in a board on the floor to secure ankles, legs spread widely apart. Various metal frames and leather horses were bolted to the floor, all with leather straps spaced evenly around them, each adjustable to put the victim in the appropriate provocative position. Ropes and chains. I was making roast chicken, potatoes and salad. We’d have the apple pie for dessert. I pre-heated the oven and brushed oil over the chicken, then sprinkled on salt and garlic. The chicken went into the oven to bake. I cut the potatoes into wedges and put them in a bowl with water to keep them fresh and soak out a bit of the starch. Finally, I put together the salad and put it back in the fridge.I set the table and set out two wine glasses and a pair of white candles. I went back to the stove. He mentioned that he was working “away” for the past six years, and worked with n “security “ which made sense with the scars on his face, we laughed and joked, he turned out to be down to earth, and had a fantastic start cl sense of humour, a bit like mine in respect.A few hours passed and a few budweisers later, he looked at his watch, and blurted out, “oh shit it’s 21:45pm and my hostel will be closing at 22:00, I asked “Hostel?” He didn’t look like your average homeless person. He then said. She could see through the single clear pane that he had neglected to shave despite being dressed nicely. For a moment, Fiona was not certain if she liked that or not. On the one hand, it might be adventurous if he stuck head up between her legs to give her a little friendly lick or two but the thought of that bristle on her sensitive lips was too distracting for words.She was certain she was blushing at the thought as she opened the door but that was not necessarily a bad thing because it.