I didn't come, somehow it didn't seem right to pump her full of juice.That was the end of first date we kissed goodnight. She invited my back next wee... for a real diner as we never got eat this time. I joking remarked I would not miss it and was looking forward to dessert.We both smiled knowing what mean. Next week I knock at the door she opened it wearing the most beautiful dress, come in Joe I've been looking forward to this diner all week. She turned to close the door and I could not. She slowly washes her hair, as she closes her eyes thinking of all the fun she and Lissa had these past two years. She rinses her hair shutting the shower off. She climbs out putting her robe on throwing her hair up in a towel. She walks down the hall towards her room. She hears her phone ringing down in the living room. She turns running down the stairs hoping that they won't hang up. She reaches her purse grabbing her phone answering it slowly. "Hello" she says softly. "Hey Ashes are you. The final touch was that in the exact centre of the room two padded cuffs were fitted at floor level so that the ankles of the victim could be held firmly in place, one on either side of the wire or rope.Before he had had time to test this arrangement properly, a curious incident at the hunt intervened. A dancer who had been kidnapped from London refused to be hunted and simply sat in the main path into the hunting grounds and waited to be caught. After that the shouted her defiance at the. There werestories written by a real housewife named Karen Kay.She writes wonderful interracial stories. Roger got mehooked on reading every story that Karen posted.We’d fantasize and we are pretty much open abouteverything when we talk. Roger told me his fantasy tosee me with another man. He was referring to a blackman of course. I sort of laughed at the idea at firstuntil we went on Karen’s site and ordered a few of hermovies. Roger and I fantasized and played out our fantasyalmost.