And it wasn’t. Even if it started that way, I mean past the fantasy. He kind of had it out with me as if I were you, Joe. But it was cathartic and I...guess I loved him enough to get him past me as Joe and to me as me. It was deep with him letting things go, and it was deep after. Not deep emotional, like that first thing, but deep conversations. Philosophical.”“Stoned,” said Joe.“Yeah. Exactly. Like two men having deep stoned conversations and loving each other because of it.”Joe nodded. “Like. "On the way down the steps she ran into Meredith who was just walking up with a tall, handsome man of about six foot four."Oh Lisa, I can't believe that someone did this to you," said Meredith as she gave Lisa a big hug. "Hey! Wait a minute ... I thought you needed to make bail? How did you get out?" I did, but someone already paid it for me." Who?"Lisa explained about the mysterious 'Venera' with the indecipherable last name"Oh, I'm sorry, Lisa. Let me introduce my friend. This is Harold. Once the leather strap was connected to each end across my forehead, it was completely immobilized. "Now, to get on with my work sweetie. You're going to be the prettiest girl in town when I'm through with you."She then went into a drawer in a cabinet under the counter. She pulled out a metal device that I recognized immediately. It was a mouth spreader that is used in dentist's offices to keep the patients mouth open while the dentist works on his teeth."Okay open wide, honey."I knew I had no. Instantly I stopped stroking him as he teased the velvet folds of my sex. ‘Fuck.’ The word came out long and low. A sigh of pleasure slipped past and for a moment I relished in the feel of his attention on my person. Eventually though he paused in his assault on me and I renewed my efforts of stroking him. We moved together, each bringing the other closer to that knowing edge of release. Words of ‘fuck baby’ and ‘harder’ and ‘fuck yeah, right there’ seemed to pour out of us with no real rhyme.