Sometimes I hate discretion. This was one of those times.“Yeah, I’d like that.” she confessed as she found one of the only two comfortable spots...on the whole deck to sit. I made a mental note that the other spot was right beside her. Hmm. That was the usual pattern that played out whenever I let my poor heart become some woman’s playground. Or so that little voice in my head reminded me. I was getting good at ignoring that voice.“How about something to eat?” I offered. She gazed into my eyes as. She hoped he liked her answer and that she hadn't said anything wrong. She just tried to be honest. She knew that things might not work out with Gary. She had to keep reminding herself that this was just the first step on what might be a long journey.She bit her lip as she pressed 'send', then turned her attention to her journal.The first thing that occurred to her was, 'What a day.'So she wrote it down."Grins."Gary's message popped up on Elaine's screen giving her a fright. She'd been. I sat back on My heels watching and waiting for her to finish her orgasm and come down. She lay there at last...panting, chest heaving, and sweat running down her belly and sides as she fought to regain breath and sanity. It took her every bit of 20 minutes to be able to hold a decent conversation again. I rose up to look over her. "Are you okay, kitty?" I asked looking into her eyes. "Yes, Master," she replied still panting slightly. I loosened her ropes and helped her stand up, steadying. It’s a nice group, we usually have lots of fun and its great to get the body in shape and fit again. One of the girls I play tennis with often is Elin. Elin is a beautiful young blonde girl, unfortunately straight. She lives together with a hunk of a boyfriend and they are having plans to get married and have some kids. One Wednesday last year she strained her back while hitting the ball too hard. Knowing that I am a physical therapist, she asked me to have a look at it. I offered to give her a.