Taking off his jacket and tie he walked over to her and kissed her cheek. "Hi, babe. You must be Emma." She had pulled his head towards her and whispe...ed something that I couldn't hear. He had nodded to show he understood and had gone over to her underwear drawer to get out some silk stocking she had left there. Then I was forced to watch as he tied her hands above her head to the metal bedstead and then each of her still shoed feet to the bed-end spreading her long legs apart. Her face oozed. First thing that came on was a college football game. She asked me what I liked and I said that since it was college bowl game we could watch that if she was interested. She almost squealed saying that she went to Georgia for a couple of years and would love to watch them since it was their game on tv. A couple of drinks later with my arm around her shoulders and her hand on my thigh I turned and we started to kiss. As her hand started to rub my inner thigh I reached my other hand and lightly. It sparkled in bright blue points. The gown had long sleeves with straight lines at the cuff and neck. It was form fitting all the way down to the knees, where it flared out very full to trail behind on the floor. Emily looked like a green skinned nude model. A delicate twisting vine ran up the left side. It had thin wandering tendrils ending in pointed ivy leaves that barely covered the crotch and breasts. The sparkling was from small dew drop shaped Sapphires placed on each leaf. When Emily. For about three months we had sex, almost every day. Ed was getting kind of thinking something was wrong because he and I weren't having much sex as Joe kept me pretty worn out, and Ed liked to fuck alot so when I quit having sex with him, he started asking me why? One night I told him I was fucking Joe, boy that was the wrong thing to say, as he and Joe got into a terrible fight, and the next day Ed put me on the plane for my folks in Los Angeles, and Alaska was history for me. Ed loaded up.